Kaitlyn stepped outside on her deck at 2:11 a.m, still awake because of the pounding in her head. She felt the soft breeze run through her dark chocolate coloured hair. She took in a deep breath and looked up at the stars, pulling out a cigaret.
She placed the cancer stick between her lips and lit it, puffing in the intoxicating smoke. She blew it out, watching it swirl into the cold, misty air. Chills ran up her arm as a small breeze blew by once again.
She's been smoking so much, she could feel it on her chest.
Kaitlyn couldn't necessarily find any reason to stop smoking. Although, she highly doubted she would live to see 20.
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FanfictionHe leaned against the brick wall beside me, crossing his arms in front of his chest, "So, how did you start?" "That's kind of a long story." I smiled down at my feet, wondering why he would take such interest as to why I smoked. "I genuinely want...
