Breathing in raggedly, Beezus sat up on the bed and clutched her head. It was throbbing and pounding hard against her skull. Through blurry eyes, she managed to turn on the bedside lamp and that’s when she noticed the red stains on the blanket that she had covered herself up to her waist. Releasing a shaky breath, a hand went to her nose and at the feel of warm liquid; a small sob escaped her lips.

What has she done to deserve this?

She wanted to look forward to the future too.

But everything is slipping away all at once.