100 Theme Challenge #10 (Trigger Warning)

10. Silence 

Water drops were dripping at the bottom of the sink, the sound echoing loudly in the deafening silence of the house. Outside, the grass was still as luscious and green as before, with no wind, the sun giving a serene atmosphere. I looked through the window for a moment longer, drying my hands on a towel. Red stained the cloth. I walked through the corridor linking the kitchen to the other rooms. I looked to my right, to the bedroom of my son. Only his hand was visible, the rest of his corpse hid by the bed. I continued my way to the front door. On one of the stairs' steps sat my husband, my dear husband who was so good to me. He was resting his head on the ramp bars, eyes closed, wrists sliced open for the world to observe the fountains coming out of them. My steps took me to the garage, where preparations had been made.

Cord tightly attached around my neck, I let go of the chair.

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