My sister is dead.
My sister's body was found floating in a pond near my mom's apartment today. Okay, 12 hours ago, which is technically yesterday now.
They haven't determined the cause of death, but my mother insists it was not suicide. Given that my sister was a damn good swimmer, I tend to agree. Then again, the little skank bitch next door that my sister had made friends with was apparently sharing her cocaine supply with my sister, so maybe it was accidental suicide.
We won't know for a while yet, but the police are involved at this point.
I'm still absorbing the news. I'm also still awake and nowhere near feeling exhausted enough to sleep. Thought I might be tired an hour ago, but that obviously didn't work out.
My sister is dead. If I write this enough, maybe I'll start to realize it. Or feel it. Or feel anything. Everything is so hazy and unreal right now, and even if I sleep, I'll still wake up to this.
My sister is dead.
They haven't determined the cause of death, but my mother insists it was not suicide. Given that my sister was a damn good swimmer, I tend to agree. Then again, the little skank bitch next door that my sister had made friends with was apparently sharing her cocaine supply with my sister, so maybe it was accidental suicide.
We won't know for a while yet, but the police are involved at this point.
I'm still absorbing the news. I'm also still awake and nowhere near feeling exhausted enough to sleep. Thought I might be tired an hour ago, but that obviously didn't work out.
My sister is dead. If I write this enough, maybe I'll start to realize it. Or feel it. Or feel anything. Everything is so hazy and unreal right now, and even if I sleep, I'll still wake up to this.
My sister is dead.