She used to be so beautiful.
Helping the poor.
Fixing the bullied.
She smelled like cherry.
One day she came back as what a new person would be.
She smelt like cigarettes.
Like a crackhead.
Half her hair was shaved off.
She had cut marks on her arms and neck.
Her eyebags were full purple.
Like a zombie.
She had an uneven tan, a real vampire.
Her face was pale but her skin was Italian tinted.
Her eyes looked gray.
She looked like a ghost.
She looked dead.
But she was forced to stand and walk it off.
