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Zoë's POV

Death, you never really know when it's coming right? It just comes and goes and yea. The letter that Truman sent me made me realize that I never should've sexted him. I never should've smoked with him. I don't think I ruin everything but do I. I don't know how to show my emotions. I do things that I don't mean. I make bad decisions. I just don't even know what I'm living for. Death. It comes by so fast. Life is so short. If Truman can commit within seconds than why should I live in pain. What am I living for. I don't really think I'm living for anything but weed, vape pens and vodka. All I want is my mom. That's all I truly want. I feel like as of right now I don't need to be here. I don't really think it'd affect people if I ran away so I minus well right? It's the last month of my senior year. I don't know I just feel like this house is no longer my home. I don't even know why I'm acting this way.

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