Emily Skeletons

yeah I have ADHD: Awesome Delicious Hot Dog

I stayed in what remained of my room for a few weeks after watching my funeral. The thought of never playing my guitar again broke my heart - the closest thing I had to purpose ripped away from me so suddenly. Worse yet, I was forced to persist as the world continued without me.

I quickly returned to my room after Alexis hung up the phone, last thing I wanted was to make things worse by sticking my head through the living room wall. My roommate's scream echoed through my mind, lighting a fire in my chest. She must have seen me, there was no other explanation!

I stayed in what remained of my room for a few weeks after watching my funeral. The thought of never playing my guitar again broke my heart - the closest thing I had to purpose ripped away from me so suddenly. Worse yet, I was forced to persist as the world continued without me.

Did she...? I couldn't believe it, everything was so strange now that I wasn't sure what to believe. "'...Alexis?' I muttered in disbelief. She didn't respond. Instead, she ran out of my room in a panic. I heard her frantically call someone from the living room just a moment later.

I stayed in what remained of my room for a few weeks after watching my funeral. The thought of never playing my guitar again broke my heart - the closest thing I had to purpose ripped away from me so suddenly. Worse yet, I was forced to persist as the world continued without me.

I first knew I was dead when I couldn't use my computer anymore. No matter what I tried, my hands would simply phase through my desk. I stared at my desktop full of unfinished manuscripts and incomplete songs - stories that I had once hoped to share now sentenced to die alongside my hard drive.

It was weird seeing my room empty for the first time since my body had been discovered. It felt wrong. These four walls had comforted me through some through thick and thin. Seeing my life as I knew it snatched from me was nothing short of heartbreaking.

I first knew I was dead when I couldn't use my computer anymore. No matter what I tried, my hands would simply phase through my desk. I stared at my desktop full of unfinished manuscripts and incomplete songs - stories that I had once hoped to share now sentenced to die alongside my hard drive.

She talked about my music and my writing, about how those who knew me through my art had been changed for the better, and made it clear to my parents that their daughter Melissa was better off without hatred and apathy in her life. I would have cried if I was able to.

I first knew I was dead when I couldn't use my computer anymore. No matter what I tried, my hands would simply phase through my desk. I stared at my desktop full of unfinished manuscripts and incomplete songs - stories that I had once hoped to share now sentenced to die alongside my hard drive.

My roommate Alexis found my body after she returned from a business trip. I wanted to comfort her as she wept over my lifeless body, but all I could do was watch helplessly as she called an ambulance. Paramedics arrived on-scene only to confirm I'd died days earlier.