TW: de@th, panic attack, implied illness or injury // JWC Daily #3 - Oasis (329 words) "Carmen?" I call into the dark. "Carmie?" No answer. "Carmen! Where are you?" I scream. Still, no one answers. I collapse onto the floor, sobbing. Where is she? The walls feel like they are closing in. There is no air to breathe. I'm getting pulled further into the darkness. No way out. "Carmen?" I whisper. I'm spiralling. She's probably dy1ng, alone in her room. I'm so stuck, there's no way I could help her. Weak. Aren't I? Just a sad lost little girl. I'll end up like my sister one day. If not today. I bet Carmen isn't even thinking about me, her little sister. She's just waiting for de@th to come. At this point, I am too. Life is pointless without my sister. "Olivia?" Someone is calling my name. I open my eyes a crack. "Help, Carmen. Hurry," I croak, my throat raw from screaming. Silence. I open my eyes wider, searching for the person who I was speaking to. There was no one. I was still alone in the hallway, my face pressed up against the cold tile. "Olivia?" I hear the voice again, but no one is there. "Olivia? Olivia? Olivia!" I jerk awake, eyes wide. My mom is sitting at the end of a bed. My bed. "Mom?" I rub my eyes and try to sit up. "What happened? Where's Carmen?" Mom stays silent, but I see a tear run down her cheek. "So it wasn't a dream?" "No." My mom whispers, grasping my hand tightly. "She's- she's gone." I say, letting the words sink in. I feel numb, I can't cry even. It's impossible. "How am I alive? Why not her?" I say. "It's not fair." "It isn't, is it baby? I'm so, so sorry I couldn't protect you two. I'm never going to be able to forgive myself." There's nothing I can say to that. Carmen is gone. My sister, my best friend, my oasis. The only person keeping me going was gone.
My writing, please do not copy. Thumbnail off of P!ntrest.
