Chapter 12 - Unstoppable Vibrations

• Media, Ancient Northwestern Iran
• House of Raguel
• Sarah
• Tick tock. Tick tock.
• It was already nine in the evening. Damp was my pillow owing to the stream of tears I released since I shut myself inside my room this afternoon. My eyes swelled like a tomato. My throat felt so dry. My chest weighed like it was being loaded with heavy stone boulders.
• Every strike of the clock hand inched me forward towards my goal: death. Yes, I had decided to kill myself.