{"id":251833,"date":"2026-07-13T01:34:16","date_gmt":"2026-07-12T22:34:16","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/and-then-everything-went-dark-sophia-gehrmann\/"},"modified":"2026-07-13T01:34:16","modified_gmt":"2026-07-12T22:34:16","slug":"and-then-everything-went-dark-sophia-gehrmann","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/and-then-everything-went-dark-sophia-gehrmann\/","title":{"rendered":"And Then Everything Went Dark – Sophia Gehrmann"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Instead she says: \u201cNo wonder your teacher is calling me. You probably act like this with her too.\u201d And something indie me shatters. Because that? That is punishment. That is cruelty. That is her twisting the knife. \u201cGo,\u201d she says, pointing toward my room. \u201cBefore I really lose it.\u201d<\/p>\n

I walk away with tears blurring my vision. But before I close my bedroom door, I hear her mutter: \u201c\u2026just like your father.\u201d And that hurts more than anything else. The door to my room closes with a sound that feels final. Not a slam. Not loud. Just\u2026 final. A quiet thud that sinks into my bones like a stone dropped into deep water. The second it shuts, my legs give out. I slide down the door until I\u2019m sitting on the floor, my back pressed to the wood, knees pulled to my chest.<\/p>\n

The air in my room feels stale, heavy\u2014like something toxic is trapped in here with me. I can still hear my mom moving around the apartment. Cup hitting the counter. Cabinet door slamming. Her muttering to herself. Then the TV blasts on at full volume. Something trashy, loud, chaotic\u2014the kind she puts in to drown things out instead of thinking about them.<\/p>\n

My chest tightens so fast I choke on my breath. My hands shake uncontrollably. My throat feels like it\u2019s closing. My heartbeat is too loud and there\u2019s pounding in my ears, my wrists, the back of my tongue. I dig my nails into my arms, but it doesn\u2019t stop anything. The plastic baggie sits on the floor in front of me, where I dropped it in my panic.<\/p>\n

Just a tiny square I of plastic. Harmless-looking. But it feels like it\u2019s glowing, like it\u2019s pulsing, like it knows what I want and is waiting for me to pick it up. I shove it under my bed so hard it skids across the wood and hits the wall. \u201cStop,\u201d I whisper to myself. \u201cStop. Stop. Stop.\u201d My vision blurs. Then\u2014My phone buzzes. Once. Twice. Three times. The sound cuts through the panic enough that I grab it with shaking hands.<\/p>\n

It\u2019s her. Miss Smith (School) -Grace, are you home? The second message immediately after: Miss Smith (School) -I\u2019m sorry if this is crossing a line. I just need to know you\u2019re safe. My breath stutters. Something in my chest collapses inward. Then she calls. The screen lights up with her name: Miss Smith (School) My thumb hovers over the green button.<\/p>\n

I shouldn\u2019t answer. If my mom hears me talking to her\u2026 If the principal finds out she called\u2026 If anything gets twisted again\u2026 But something inside me moves before my brain does. I answer. \u201cHello?\u201d My voice comes out broken, barely anything. \u201cGrace?\u201d<\/p>\n

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songs to set the scene: Where\u2019s My Love – SYML Muse – Sofia Isella Bored – Billie Eilish Apocalypse – Cigarettes After Sex I Found – Amber Run Sign of the Times – Harry Styles Me and the devil – Soap&Skin Fourth of July – Sufjan Stevens Happier Than Ever – Billie Eilish Lights Are On – Tom Rosenthal Runaway – Aurora Moral of the Story – Ashe i love you – Billie Eilish Nothing\u2019s New – Rio Romeo 505 – Arctic Monkeys Sex, Drugs, Etc.<\/p>\n

– Beach Weather Sparks – Coldplay Gilded Lily – Cults i was only temporary – my head is empty Cigarettes out the Window – TV Girl (dream) – salvia palth Romantic Homicide – d4vd Male Fantasy – Billie Eilish Hold On – Chord Overstreet Daddy Issues – The Neighborhood The End – Tom Odell Family Line – Conan Gray forwards beckon rebound – Adrianne Lenker Nightcall – Kavinsky The sick – Bella Kay Medicine – Daughter I lost a friend – Finneas Forever – Labrinth listen before I go – Billie Eilish Stick season – Noah Kahan Triggerwarnings This book explores heavy and sensitive themes, including drug and alcohol use, depression, panic attacks, self- harm (briefly mentioned), an abusive parent, and suicide (no explicit content, just mentioned) These topics are portrayed honestly and without romanticizing them.<\/p>\n

Still, some scenes may be distressing-especially if you are currently struggling yourself. Please read with care. If at any point this story feels too close, it’s okay to pause, skip pages, or step away entirely. Your well-being matters more than finishing a book. You don’t have to read this alone. Acknowledgements This book would not exist without the people who stood by me through every late night, every doubt, and every moment I questioned myself.<\/p>\n

To Lina, Sina, Wiki, Kim, Anesa, Ilma, and Iva\u2014thank you for listening, for laughing with me, for holding me up when I felt like I might fall. Your words, your support, and your presence reminded me that I was never truly alone, even when it felt like it. Every page of this story was written with the memories, encouragement, and love you all gave me. Even when I felt invisible, your faith made me visible\u2014to myself, and to the words I was trying to find.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

This is a short excerpt from the opening of “” by Unknown, quoted for review and introduction purposes. All rights belong to the copyright holders.<\/em><\/p>\n

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