Tears and blood seep through.
The towels of blood on the floor
The razor lying on the floor next to them.
The search for her is on.
Down the road to see if she went for a walk.
Nothing and nowhere.
Back to her apartment in case we missed something.
Upstairs to her bedroom I walk slowly softly calling her name "Jen! You here? Jen?"
No answer and no sound.
Into her bedroom I walk. Somethings strange about the closet being open and the tub of stuff being out. That usually stays in the closet.
"Jen? hun. You in here?" I ask again and slowly move towards the closet. To my horror there she was, not lying in the closet but hanging there. Lifeless and stiff. "OMG!!! JEN NO!!!" I scream. In shock i run to find Justin and let him know. As I run out of the room he is walking in downstairs. *Justin, I found her. I found her in the closet." In tears and shock I show him and he breaks down and begins a search for something to cut her down. A call to 911 and I get told find something to cut her down. Justin comes back with the best thing he could find which were clippers. He cuts her down. I was asked if I could do mouth to mouth unfortunately from shock and horror I was unable to. I do chest compressions until the paramedics get there. I walk out of the room sit on the stairs and begin crying and screaming "OMG!OMG!" I knew it had been too late once we found her. Broken hearted I call into work let them know that I won't be coming in because of a death in the family. (to me she was family). I never went back to sleep after that. Not until that night. Sleeping was too hard for me to do. Every now and then since then I dream of that night or i dream of her. I miss her desperately. I never knew she was that sad and unhappy. I thought she was fine and happy when she left my apartment that night and walked over to hers. Unfortunately I was very wrong. Rest In Piece Jen. I love you and you are always in my heart.