Here I am waiting to die. It's not what I had expected, but it's almost fitting. I mean, I deserve this don't I? After all of the horrible things I've done, all that stuff that I've seen. Ugh, if only I hadn't opened that box. If only I hadn't.
If only...
Funny. Those two words. They are so few, but yet they can mean so much. If only I didn't spend my money on those concert tickets , I could be getting groceries right now, or If only I didn't cheat on my girlfriend with her best friend...
Those words can mean everything to a person, especially if you trick your mind into thinking that maybe, just maybe you can think of a time when you were happier. There are so many times that I could think of right now. I …show more content…
One of the worst inventions ever created by man. Like, I appreciate it for getting me to places on time, but come on! It's like when your mother would wake you up for school, and you've only have like five hours of sleep because you were up all night reading or watching Late Night TV when everyone else was sleeping.
BEEP BEEP BEEP
Ten more minutes, that's all I'll need.
10 Minutes later...
BEEP BEEP BEEP
Oh for Christ's sake! That didn't seem like ten minutes.
My name is Violet Hester. I'm a 24 year old college dropout who works in retail. I mean, one might hate retail, like I tend to do, but I don't mind my job, plus my Gran used to always tell me that you have to be optimistic every morning.
'No one likes a pessimist, Violet"
"Yes Gran..."
So every morning, after I sleep as much as I can, I wake up, put my feet on the cold wooden floor, and tell myself that today is going to be a good day.
I try Gran, I really try.
I do the same thing every morning. Wake up, take a shower, make breakfast, and get into my car, and head to work. I do this 5 days out of the week. I work for eight and a half hours, and then I say bye to the co-workers I care about, get into my car and drive …show more content…
Silently she walked to her bed and sat on it. At 24 years old, Violet was living paycheck to paycheck, barely making ends meet. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. She turned her head to look at her alarm clock, it was almost one o'clock, and she had to be at work at three thirty .
She headed to the bathroom, her bathroom. It was the size of a small closet, with very little room to even walk around in. She had no tub, as it was a shower only stall. Violet lived in a small studio apartment in the city. She paid $625 a month, which didn't include utilities. She always told herself that one day she'll make enough money to buy a one bedroom for her and Charlie, but sadly that time has not come, nor it seems, like it will ever.
Violet turned on the water, and got into the shower. She let the hot water stream down her face for a moment before she washed her hair. Moments later, she was out of the shower and standing in front of the mirror in her steam filled