A little Drabble.
Melancholy
"Sometimes words overwhelm me, and my fears get the better of me. I feel so blue, I feel so melancholy, when they twist my words and make me into a monster..."
Jane combed through her daughter's diary. In it she had poured out her heart and soul. Before taking her life on the eight of October, she'd promised to make a list of all the things that had made her happy.
"1). Unicorns
2). My first kiss
3). A 1st place ribbon..."
Nowhere was her family mentioned. Jane wept alone in that tiny blue room, longing for sunshine and Hope.