Can't Afford to Eat

Dix-Neuf

The door
Was unlocked.
I was stiff.
Nervous.
The lights,
Were off.
Dark.
My heart beat,
Rapidly increased.
Nervous.
Something
Was wrong.
"Penelope."
I called.
No reply.
A light,
Down the hall,
Streamed from under the door.
Step by step
I came
Closer.
Nervous.
I knocked.
No reply.
"Penelope."
No reply.
I felt
The door frame
For a key.
My fingers touched something cold.
A key.
I bit my lip.
Put the key into the doorknob.
It turned loudly.
The door swung against my force.
I took everything in.
The bottle of pills,
The bloody razor,
The large amount of throw-up in the toilet,
The blood,
The smell
And Penelope.
Lying on the tile floor,
Passed out.
"Shit."
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