24th December

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24th December

Ellie,

The thought of Christmas couldn't have been thurther from my mind this morning.

The talk of Christmas and presents was everywhere around the home but I didn't care.

I left as quickly as possible so that I could dissapear unseen.

I walked to the drug store and bought a ton of sleeping pills, not caring about the strange look I got from the cashier.

I walked home and locked myself in my room.

I sat there against the wall, knees tucked to my chest, wearing only a vest and shorts.

Now I was going to die, I didn't care how bad I looked or if my scars showed.

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