The clock ticked.
It was the only sound in this cramped apartment, filled with junk.
Tick, tick, tick, tick...
Thunder roared above.
The rain came harder.
I was still on the floor.
Staring at all the letters on the ground.
Each with a large, red stamp on the center.
Overdue bills.
Overdue bills.
Overdue bills.
Overdue bills.
Man, I hate my life.
But who can I say it to?
My boyfriend?
As if.
My parents?
Gone.
My siblings?
They're all in jail, rotting in hell.
Then to who?
To the floor, to this disgusting apartment, to the letters on the floor.
To anyone.
If they are willing to listen to me, that is.
The thunder boomed louder, and lightning flashed violently, illuminating the dim room with a blinding flash of light.
In that brief moment, I could see the paint peeling off the walls, the mould slowly growing in the corners of the small room, the teetering piles of old magazines.
Like I said-
I hate my life.
Note
just another story (but as a short story and poem cross-over- haha)
plz- I hope you read this, to see anyone reading this gives me motivation ><
ty ^^
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General Fiction"If you can change one moment in your life, what will you choose?" Claris stared at the letter, mesmerized. What has she got to lose? Her financial situation was a bust- and her ex had just ran off with the rest of her money and on the run for drugs...
