Spookychild’s writings

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Gloria continued doing her work, but after a few moments, glanced towards the door, then turned back to Lea and stepped closer, lowering her voice.

“I understand, Lea; you don’t think so right now. But you’ll be glad to be alive one day.” Gloria paused and then almost whispered. “I, too, attempted to end it all once and failed.”

Gloria looked towards the door again, and when she turned back, Lea could see the tears in her eyes. She reached out a hand, took Lea’s fingers, and squeezed them gently. “I’m happy now; I’m thankful I’m still alive. You will be, too, one day.” She smiled at her despite the tears that were falling.

Lea said nothing and watched Gloria as she stepped away to do the work. Lea disconnected from reality, feeling like a movie was playing. Gloria was no longer talking to her. When Gloria came close again, it was to speak to someone else and discuss something else. Gloria seemed as if she did not need any reply.

Gloria smiled and whispered, “Get your rest, Lea.” She paused and added, “it will be OK.” Gloria squeezed Lea’s hand once more and then left the room. 

Lea watched the door closing. Gloria, although small in stature and shy, was a kindred spirit. Lea had never made friends with anyone at her workplace before but had seen co-workers becoming friends.

But she and Gloria were similar; both were shy and quiet. Lea was the girl who always completed her duties without complaining about them. She went through the motions of the day without reaching out to interact with anyone. Lea always did her job and did it well. Gloria had made an effort to reach out to her; why? What had Gloria done? How had Gloria tried to end her life? How long ago and why? 

Closing her eyes, exhausted from thinking, Lea was tired of worrying. Falling back to sleep, Lea entered a dream.