EMILY

My cries filled the silent hospital room, no matter how much I told myself that I shouldn't be crying, and how much I wiped my tears, the tears still didn't stop, and no matter how much I placed my hands on my chest to ease the pain, the pain in my heart didn't slip away.

It was there. Crumbling me and shattering my whole existence. Maybe I should have just died earlier. Maybe that would be better. I thought that breaking off ties with my family would give me the satisfaction and breath of fresh air that I craved, but why did I feel suffocated? Why did I feel...