A thunderstorm

The night became extremely dark, welcoming In a loud, heavy thunderstorm that filled the cold sky. It came along with a swirling breeze. One that swept dangerously through the taxi Ciara hopelessly sat.

Thump! Thump! Thump! Leaning her weak fragile body against the window pane, she also began counting the rain drops that kept hitting the glass. Every sound chilled her spines. Seemingly because It felt as though the heavens were watching her.

Impatient enough to send her to hell.

" Ah! " A sarcastic smile left Ciara's broken lips, making the entire car seem even colder. Unlike the bright woman she had always been, Ciara looked Into the mirror, realizing how ugly she had suddenly become.

Her lips were thin, and bloodied. Bare of lipstick and ugly. Underneath her eyes were dark, and heavy. She had so many pimples, it was almost Impossible to count.

Even her soft like princess hands had turned so hard, and calloused. One look was enough to tell she had lost extreme weight overnight. S