Joanna Eloise Writer H
Bio
Please read my first piece in sad poetry, titled Elizabeth's Heroin Fight. I write about life experience's ,inspired by those around me. I love to read and my favourite authors include Daphne du maurier, Martina Cole and Peter James.Stories (7/0)
A Blazing Row
A warm summer's evening of July 1996. The stereo in the background is playing "Some Might Say" by Oasis. I'm gazing through the mirror, wondering what on earth I should wear. Full of excitement at the prospect of an evening out with my partner. Only just eighteen years old, and a doting mum of a beautiful baby girl. Unaware as I change into a black, baby doll dress, a red mist begins to emerge around the bedroom. I carefully apply my makeup, admiring my flawless, smooth complexion. My eyes catch the girl's reflection through the looking glass. Our eyes instantly lock. She is staring right back at me. Her face is enraged. Her eyes are a combustion of flames. I slowly turn away from the mirror and light up a cigarette. The red mist calmly begins to wrap itself around me.
By Joanna Eloise Writer H6 years ago in Humans
