BurnLethia sat in the open window of her bedroom. All the lights were off, the only light came from the illuminated lamps that lined the streets of Columbia.Burn1 week ago in Settings More Like This
Looking down at her feet, her eyes caught a old, dusty box that lay innocently under her bed. Lethia got up, taking the box from under her bed and brushing the dust off the lid before opening it.
Inside lay memories of the days that she had almost given into her self destruction, Blades and old notes of ‘goodbyes’ filled the box, along with old bloodstained cloths and old random things that have long been forgotten in her memory.
Lethia looked though it all, the box on her lap as she rummaged through the old pieces of ripped and bloodstained paper with the words of her suicidal self.
She sighed, wiping her eyes slightly as they started to well up, she looked over at her bedside table, there lay her lighter and a pack of cigarettes.
Lethia placed the box on the windowsill as she walked over to her bedside table, she gent