A Cry for Help

I woke up feeling groggy and cold

The room was so lonely, nothing left

except me

and when I look up

I could see mold

Wondering how much I drank

And who brought me here

Everything hurts and nothing feels right.

There’s a mirror to my right

I scream in terror

My eyes were swollen

My makeup was runny

And not to mention the tangles in my hair

What happened to me?

Where am I?

What happened to my clothes

And is that music I hear?

And laughing … YES!!!

I think people are upstairs!

HELP ME! Oh GOD Please Someone HELP ME!

I bang on the walls and scream in a roar!

OH CAN ANYONE HEAR ME?!

WHERE IS THE DOOR?

Why doesn’t this room have a door?

I hear someone running down the stairs in panic

“She’s over here! Please help her!”

I hear people talking and crying

What’s going on

I look around

Oh my god, who is that?

Who is that laying on the floor?

“What did she have to drink Miss?”

I hear a man asking

Oh my god, he’s asking..

My best friend!

“I don’t know! She had some vodka, we didn’t mix much, we just got here!”

She screamed and she cried “Oh please save her!”

“She was by me all night and this guy, he left.. But he asked her to dance.”

“Next thing I know, my phone is buzzing and she left me a text!”

“‘I’m in the house, please find me! Its cold and I‘m alone!’ is what it said!”

I’m looking around and no one can even see me

I scream and shout for my best friend

But she cant even hear me

IM IN HERE! I yell

Still no one does anything

I look at the girl on the ground and cry

That girl is me

And I’m no longer alive.

That text was sent 5 minutes after I died.