Sunshine

Aug 23, 2007 20:15

Sunshine stands at the window, peering through the dirty blinds that cover the grime encrusted panes. She slouches against the frame and takes long, slow drags from her cigarette. She puffs the smoke from her lungs in lazy gusts of breath and watches the sun begin it's ascent into the sky.

The headaches were back. )

writing, short story

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junyr August 24 2007, 04:02:43 UTC
Keep writing this. This tale isn't over.

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