December 26:
I was sat on my bed. My dress reaching the top of my thighs and my breast toppling out. My hair half tied in a bun with messy strands and pieces everywhere. My makeup smeared across my face.
Tears streaming down my eyes and my body shaking. I felt nothing and I was numb.
Everything came tumbling down and I could no longer do it.
"Why me, what have I done" I thought. What did I deserve to get this.
Again I let out a heap of sobs, everything was so still and I felt like I could suffocate from the silence.
The door to my dorm creaks open and she walks in.
Her face sad looking and her eyes dreary. Almost like she's guilty.
"I'm sorry" she cries wiping her eyes, I stare at her and cry, no words coming out.
"It happened to me too. I wanted to tell you b-but it was too late god damn it! I didn't think it would happen so soon"
I close my eyes, letting the salty substance stream all over my face, everything slows down and I sigh.
"I'm sorry"
I've heard her too many times. I've heard Hannah too many times and the funny thing was, none of this was her fault.
