Day 1: Lacey
Date: October 6th, 2017 in California
Current time: 1:00am
I woke in a daze. My chest hurt. My lungs burned and my eyes were sore. A small groan left my lips at the headache coming on.
My gosh... how much did I drink last night?
I don't really remember much. I went out with a few friends. We had a few drinks- okay well they had a few. I may have had a few too many.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by. I didn't shiver. I wasn't cold. Funny. I'm always cold. It hit me then.
My eyes burst open again. I sat upright and screeched. I was not anywhere near my apartment. I had no idea where I was. I looked down, scrambling away at the sight of dark liquid- blood. I couldn't smell it, which was odd because blood is a very poignant scent. But I still knew. I knew it was blood.
I looked up, desperately trying to stand. I needed to get away. I needed to call a cab, get home. I wasn't in any pain which led me to believe the blood wasn't mine.
I didn't know whose it was. I looked around in the dead of the night. My lips began to tremble. My fingernails pinched and dug into my palms but it didn't hurt. Not at all.
Finally, after what seemed like hours on end, I willed myself to stand. Though my legs were shaking like a pile of jello I pushed forward and tried to run. I didn't get far.
I tripped over something and fell. A scream tore through my lips as I braced myself for the pain- the pain that never came. My lungs burned more than ever and I turned around.
There was a body on the ground.
For Christs' sake a body!?
I inched over to it. The body was covered under a pile of leaves.
I didn't think. I fell to my knees and spread them out, uncovering what was underneath.
My scream died on my tongue at the sight.
No. No, it couldn't be. No. Tears brimmed the edges of my eyes. No, no, no!
"No!" I screamed. I stood up, wiping the tears from my blurry vision. I couldn't see the body anymore. My tears blurred it. But that doesn't mean the image was out of mind too.
My body was on the ground. Laying lifelessly like a corpse ready to be dehumanized by the vicious world's cycle.
I cried out, slouching down onto the ground. I hugged my knees to my chest and rocked back and forth.
No, no, no, no.