You & I

I wake up with a throbbing migrane. I get these all the time. I get out of bed, walking to the window. It's so beautiful, outside. And I feel like I've lost the true beauty of life. I sogh, and walk out seeing the house completely empyt, and completely silent. Harry must be out again, I think to myself. Sarah is probably still asleep. I walk to her room, and I see it empty? Wait what?

There's a note on her bed that reads "I lost you. I can't lose her too." No.

No, no, no, no, no, no. Harry didn't take her. He didn't. He couldn't have. I make a soft whimper, and I press m back against the wall sobbing. I feel nothing in my heart, and my brain is about to explode.

I get up, slowly making my way to my roomx. I open my drawr, and I get out a white little familiar bag. Once I take it out, I grab a dollar bill and roll it up. Pouring the white bag out, I grab my razor blade, crushing it up, into a perfect white straight line. I grab my rolled up dollar bill, snorting the cocaine. I feel a rush, then I feel the joy.

Until, I hear my door bell ring.

Notes

HEY YO SWAGGY P

IM UPDATING LATER TONIGHT BUT. HAVE TO DO MY HE RN )): OKAY BYE