Rosabella locked the door. It was the first time in her life that she picked her door. She had never had too before, but this time she didn't want anyone to come in. She didn't want consoling. She just wanted to be alone with her feelings.
The tears hadn't stopped pouring yet. Most of them were just water, but there were a few balls of amber on the floor. She could feel the snot traveling out of her nose. When she opened her mouth to attempt to put more air in her lungs, she could taste it.
Rosabella rested her head on her bed. For the first time, she allowed herself to scream. The wail that came out shook the lamps. She could barely see from her watery eyes as she pressed the button on the side of the bed. She didn't even wait for the step to come out completely. The moment it was out an inch she stepped on it and hopped onto the bed.
She let out several pained wails. She felt awful. She knew this feeling but didn't know it all the same. She didn't quite understand what it was about the situation that was making her feel like this. She knew this want the end of the world. But Rosabella's emotional side didn't want to listen to her logical side.
Rosabella just wanted to cry and scream. And that's what she did. She laid in a fetal position between her parents pillows. Her body shook as she cried. The lamps and mirrors shook due to her wails.
ROSABELLA's throat was sore. She wondered how long she had cried before passing out. She looked up to find that her bed was full of ambers. She sighed as she brushed the balls away. She looked up and frown. She couldn't see anything in the room. She reach out and tapped the lamp by the bed. The light bulb inside it was still intact.
Rosabella smiled at that. The light bulb was made to withstand the screams of banshees and serines. She was glad her grandmother had gotten access to them for a tree run.
She soon frowned as she looked around the room. All the posters that were hung by nails on the wall were now on the ground. Except one that was now upside down, hanging onto the wall by one nail. All the mirrors were broken too.
She sighed as she carefully took a step off of her bed. She was still wearing her shoes, so she didn't have to worry too much about the debris.
Rosabella was careful as she walked down stairs to grab the broom and dust pan. She was greeted with Darla standing in front of the room all the cleaning supplies were kept in.
Darla stood there with a look of sympathy in her eyes. Rosabella looked away nervously. She felt awkward about the whole thing. Darla simply remained quiet as she grabbed the supplies.
Darla placed her hand on Rosabella's shoulder as they walked upstairs. Together, they cleaned the room in silence.
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