Drabble Challenge → 60 / 100; Coping

 Coping

 

Black as coal was the night with only the moon as white as fresh snow shining through her window. It was the day she began coping. It was the day she found out death was living inside her awaiting her final heart beat. The moment her last breath escaped her lungs her eyes would rest open until gently closed so her soul could find peace. It was in this moment as she lay alone that she realized how lonely of a life she lived. The wind pushed the curtain as she turned her back away, sadness becoming her only friend.

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