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For this story, I am participating in the A to Z Blogging Challenge. I felt that this was a really good opportunity for me to not only express my creativity, but challenge myself to building a very long story that could be cut up into multiple parts. And for it all to make sense! So if you want to follow along with other blog posts in the challenge, check the hashtag #AtoZchallenge to follow along.
This story would be categorized as Dark. Thank you so much and I will see you tomorrow for the next installment. Enjoy!
X is for X-Ray
The warden scribbled what she had said in his notepad before standing up and leaving the room. Aspen was soon unchained from the desk and led out the door. Her final wishes were now laid out on paper and she hoped that they were okay.
Aspen sat on the floor of the cell and looked up at the new blank wall. She had filled the rest of her cell with leaves and flowers and beautiful foliage to make her happy. She had one wall left to fill in and she didn’t know what to draw.
She slowly stood up and started drawing on the wall. Her hand flew back and forth as the sharpie left black marks along the cinder blocks. Even though she was drawing, she still didn’t really know what she was drawing. It was something that just came to her mind as she was doing it. Nothing was planned for this drawing, she was just letting it flow onto the wall.
When she was finished she took a step back to admire her work. She dropped her sharpie on the floor and it clattered to the floor. She fell onto her knees and tears started to fill her eyes as she looked at what she had created. It was nothing like she had ever drawn before and it hurt to see it. Her emotions overtook her and she fell onto the floor in front of her masterpiece in a puddle of tears.
On the wall was a body. It looked like there was an x-ray over it as all of the bones were exposed. The sternum was broken with a perfectly round bullet hole through it. 4 ribs were broken from the broken sternum, cracked inward toward the injury. More ribs were cracked from injury, The lungs underneath were exposed with the walls broken from the bullet. The diaphragm was shriveled as it was trying to grab any ounce of oxygen it could. The heart was still, turning black from the lack of oxygen. The body was still and broken, just like Jacob’s.
The x-ray didn’t belong to anyone in particular but it reminded Aspen of his body. It was a horrific reminder of what she had done. The accident was going to be the thing that people remembered her by. She wasn’t going to be remembered by her high grades or how sweet of a person she was or how she went to high school on a volleyball scholarship. None of that was worth anything anymore. She was a murderer according to the world.
She laid of the floor of her cell trying not to look up at the wall again. She couldn’t believe what she had actually drawn and she really couldn’t believe that she had drawn it on her cell wall. Aspen curled herself into a ball and hugged her knees to her chest. She laid there for a little while longer before she drifted off to sleep.