Blanche

 A Short Story

Blanche, has no issues facing her adversaries in life. The real struggle is when she is at her happiest.  She cannot keep it up, she doesn't want to stay long in that mysterious spiral of an emotion.  She believes that it is far too strange and besides she doesn't deserve it.  For her, happiness is the equivalent of the four-letter word. 

She doesn't stay long in a party.  For her, friendship is just another label that you stick in a bottle in a pharmaceutical store.

The last real friend she had is gone.  Just gone.

It's impossible not to be mesmerize by the wonderful things she once had. To go back, to take a peek.

It's impossible not to be driven back, not to be succumbed by the darkest and complicated moment of her life.

Dark and Lovely and Strange. It's an addiction to go back and forth.

It's a journey. An unfortunate one.