Her days were filled with loneliness, but there were times when she was so happy. Most of her happy moments would be interrupted by something that would be blown out of proportion. That's how she lived her life, on the dramatic end of the spectrum.
He left messages that could be thought as something else. It was a misunderstanding and she misunderstood it at first, too. She didn't see it coming. The clouds picked up in the night sky and winds blew treacherously. It was ridiculously cold. Inside there was a stir of emotions and mouths spoke words that hurt. A few slamming of doors and separation was all it took for her to grab a few things and jet before the storm came down.
Water left her eyes in buckets as she panted walking away swiftly. Her breath was short as she coughed out wailing into the night. She could see her breath in front of her as she gasped for air. Her panic attacks never came easy.
She had lost something that night. She had lost what was left of her sanity. She knew that this would only bring her bad fortune.
-- The first day of my challenge completed. I need to write something every single day until the semester starts. We'll count this for January 14 so tomorrow (what my blog considers today), I will be posting again.
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