I left my house and walked to the park. My shaky hands took out the pack of cigarettes. Only one left. I tried to light it but the lighter wouldn't ignite the flame. I tried multiple times before throwing the empty lighter and tore up the cancer stick
I bolted back to my house and slammed open the door. I walked over to the mirror handing in the dining room and looked at my own reflection.
Monster.
Anger clouded my mind and I smashed the glass,"FUCK EVERYTHING!" I kicked over chairs and flipped the table. I panted heavily as I looked at all the destruction that I had caused. I slid down the wall. The cigarettes aren't working. My substitute is dead.
I'm as good as dead.
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Blood Lust
Mystery / Thriller"Am I evil? Am I good? I'm done asking those questions. I don't have the answers. Does anyone? People see what they want to see, nobody knows what I really am. We create our own destiny everyday we live. How do you show someone real love you when yo...
