I feel blessed.
The past few weeks have been tough. Not that tough but tough enough to make Summer want to go away from school and everything. The sweet home life is getting boring and she’s been more and more attracted to different things.
Since the day Alaska teached her new things, Summer couldn’t quit smoking. It felt great after some days and it had become an addiction; something that started taking over her mind and every action. Summer would catch herself thinking about the smoke and the feeling of it. She would even be anxious for the classes to end so that she could go to her garage, where she’d hide, and so far it has been going well. She also started drinking a bit because of some so called friend she had met days ago. The truth is, Summer doesn’t know how to stop, not now, and as long as no one finds out, perfect. It’s not like it is a big deal afterall, right? Although the girl’s been drowning in thoughts deeper and deeper, regretting every action, questioning herself and her life and knowing the true Summer McMuller’s still there but she’s too afraid to go back now.
Or is she too afraid to move forward?