Post by lia on Mar 3, 2013 20:52:43 GMT -5
Note: this takes place in purgatory~ so only other dead people can reasonably take it.
For being purgatory, it sure as hell looked a lot like her old room in her parents' house. In fact, it was perfect, detail for detail. It didn't take her too long to figure out that in some weird, twisted way, it really was her room. She could hear the sounds from the rest of the house from it...hear her parents argue, and fight, and cry. There were times, almost always when the house was empty, when one of them or the other would just...come in to her room -- or what used to be her room, at least. It wasn't really hers anymore, was it? -- lie down on the bed and just cry.
It was slowly breaking her heart.
Worst still was when her brother came in. He'd just...sit there, at the very corner of the bed, and stare, expression blank. He'd been having nightmares, she knew. She'd heard him waking up in the night, screaming, or worse, crying. Thirteen years old, and broken hearted about over losing his sister. She wanted nothing more than to hug him and comfort him and just be there and make everything okay... but she couldn't. And that was worse than anything Hell could throw at her.