I stare out the window and watch as the first snow falls. White ash covers the foresaken ground outside my abandoned house. Dead, skeleton-like trees raised their gnarled branches to the sky as the crows furrowed together on them.
There was so much beauty to be seen here in the middle of nowhere. So much beauty in the midst of destruction. It was moments like this that became an escape from a world were we take medication to numb our pain. Where we post pictures to gain our fame. In a society so fallen, a true smile is forgotten. Our porcelain masks so full of skillfully hidden cracks, sewn on to conceal the past. This is the world we live in, where even a simple baby's cry will be the end of your demise.
The snow falls thick and I can't help but to think of her. I stare at the white covered ground, the part where she used to dance. This world butchered and tossed her out.
My hand clutches around the picture in my fist as I pick up my lighter. My eyes twitch as I watch the girl I once knew fall victim to the flame of impurity.
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'Her picture's worth a thousand words so light it up and watch it burn.'
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FanfictionWhen I first joined Wattpad all the back in my freshman year of highschool, I originally started off with one story that was a Carl Grimes fan fiction. Fast forward years to graduating high school and starting college, I have over thirty uncompleted...
