You can practically feel it yourself when she cries. The hot tears melting from her eyes, the sobs shaking her body like an earthquake. You can see the pain etched obviously across her pale face as if cut there with a sharp knife. Her small mouth curling into a sort of grimace-like smile as her breathing becomes quick and labored. You can feel her bones rattle, you can hear her inner self ridiculing her as she goes a little bit crazier every time this happens.
You can feel her music pulsing through your veins as she blasts it through her earphones. You can hear her beautiful voice crack as she tries to sing along to her favorite song. You can taste the salty tears that slipped between her cracked lips between sobs. You can see her rampage as sadness turns to red-hot rage. The rebellion surges inside of you as it does her. All of your blood flows to your head and finally you collapse.
You can hear her heart beat slow and return to normal as she sleeps into a peaceful sleep, and you pull a soft blanket over her and place a pillow under her head. You feel yourself calm as she does and you stagger to the door. You open it and you are sucked out of the room. You wake up, suddenly, and sweat coats your face. Your cat meows and rubs their face against yours and you let out a deep breath. All is well after all, it seems.571Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡv7TNtI5q17
