Drabble

 I remember when things were fine. I would walk to my favorite cafe around 1 AM sitting in the back booth, ordering an iced caramel mocha, and have my music play. I would blissfully 

I watched customers come in and out and how the stars disappeared from the sky as it got late. Everything was so simple, so calming. I remember walking back home, I remember the jeans I had on, I remember how the gravel felt against the souls of my shoes, I remember how I smiled at the stupidest video on my phone. I remember when things were fine, until it wasn't. I remember the tears streaming down my face, I remember how the blood stained my palms and the brown carpet beneath me, I remember frantically looking for a phone while hyperventilating, I remember the sight of two corpses in my parents bedroom