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Sixteen
I entered the house to meet an eerily quiet space. It was so quiet that I could only hear the sound of my faint heartbeat.
"Mom"
I called out, my voice a little bit frantic but I was only answered by the echo of my own voice, vibrating through the entire lenght and breath of the house.
It sounded hollow. Even to my ears.
Frantically, I started climbing the stairs. The sound of my feet on the stairs and my heartbeat moving together in a sync, in a painful sync, in this sort of way that was threatening to have my heart removed from my chest.
But even all that did not prepare me for the sight I saw when I entered my parent's room. I stared at the sight before me and a gasp excaped my lips
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