I wearily turned in bed. I couldn't take anymore- Gabe was cheating on me way before I found out, I was scared because the baby boy was due ANYTIME now, and I looked forward to an hopeless future.
I blankly stared into the darkness of my bedroom. This was once a placeI dreamed of my future, laughed with my friends, and cried over silly, foolish things. Now, it was the shrine of my past self, were the ghosts of old frolicked and replayed their past. And they did it in drizzling, chilly nights like tonight. I could hear my sobs, giggling, and sighs of longing in unaudible, whispy tones. I mutely sat and grew more desprate. I no more would laugh over the doings of cute boys and party dates. I would no more cry over a peice of clothing or a bad-hair day. I no more would dream of the futue as a famous movie star and beauty queen. I would never have those things- ever again.
My life was now rushed on by the bittersweet taste of motherhood, one I regretted and yet cherished. But it was something I was unconsiously rushing, and now I had my fun and the consequences.
I stood trembling. I couldn't do this any longer. My life affords me nothing anymore I walked unsteadily to my dresser and opened a drawer. I pulled out a knife from under the clothes. I shut the drawer and turned around to face my haunted room. I closed my eyes and whispered, this is to much- I can't live in all this", and raised my knife. Suddenly, my door swung open and Scarlet rushed in. She turned pale and screamed at what she saw.
"DANA!! OH GOD NO!!"