I Can Live Without You

Eulalia was locked in her bedroom for three days. She couldn’t get out, and her phone was outside, so she couldn’t call for help.

The first day was bearable, but as time went on, she felt worse and worse.

The tap water wasn’t filtered, but she was so thirsty she drank it anyway. When she got hungry, she chewed and swallowed toilet paper. When the pain got too much, she took stomach medicine and painkillers.

To conserve energy, Eulalia stayed in bed. She was sweating buckets, then getting cold, then sweating again. Her face was as pale as the wall behind her. She felt like she was fading away.

Three days felt like an eternity. She had never felt time drag so much, especially at night, sitting in the dark, time seemed to stop.

She closed her eyes, her mind in a fog. As a cancer patient, her body was weak. She felt feverish and touched her forehead. She didn’t have a thermometer, but she could tell her temperature was rising.

Her eyes were dry and sore. She couldn’t sleep, and as time pa