Charlotte purposely checked in on a Sunday when it would be quieter. She walked the grounds outside her room. The rustling of the leaves called out to her. “Help me”. She looked around. She was alone.
She walked to the edge of the man-made pond. Tears blurred her vision but there in her reflection, she saw her sister. She knew what she must do.
She went back to her room and poured half the pill bottle into her palm. She washed them down with a glass of water and then swallowed the rest.
She took off her shoes and lay down on the bed. Finally the voices were silenced.
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