Plants

Gwenda walked into her apartment, struggling with a potted pot in her hands. She leaned against the wall as she shoved a hand into her jacket pocket and fetched her keys. She slid them into the door and pulled it open. She waddled into her apartment, shutting he door with her foot and throwing the latch before stumbling to her kitchen table and setting down the pot.

She let out the breath she had been holding and plopped down in the chair, wiping her forehead with the back of her hand. Her paints were already set up. She rolled up her sleeves and picked up her paint brush. She painted a white bar across the front of the pot.

She then waited for it to dry, and dipped her paintbrush in black. She painted on top of the white bar, letter by letter, labeling the plant.

She then lifted the potted plant and placed it on the shelf between Depression and Anxiety, and right on top of Loneliness.

She stood back and looked at her plants.

She sighed at the 4 shelves, now full with 4 pots each.

"Welcome to the family Suicidal."

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