Apr 17, 2014
Time has stood still in the blue room. For all Violet knew, it was still 2011. She was still 17, she was fresh in this LA hell. She just finished her homework, well...she thought she did. Her limbo was very real that nothing about being a ghost phased her. Every disappear/reappear was just her going to school and coming back home.The ghosts themselves, just people either seeing her dad or her mom's new friends. There was no pain in her eyes, in fact...there was no expression at all.
Golden eyes use to be full of fire, held the truth. She had lost herself. Her mind created this state as a defense. But, at least she was not crying or harming herself.