Downhill

Downhill

A Story by Dakota Jean

It feels like night time and I am 91.4lbs and I am driving with my foot slammed on the gas curving down a long stretch of hill, laughing like crazy in the process. I'm not looking back or up I'm keeping my eyes focused straight ahead but here's the catch - it's a dead end at the bottom of the hill and I'm not reaching for my brakes. I have no brakes. I cut them before I went on this journey. I self sabotaged once again.

© 2015 Dakota Jean


My Review

Would you like to review this Story?
Login | Register




Share This
Email
Facebook
Twitter
Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


Stats

70 Views
Added on May 4, 2015
Last Updated on May 4, 2015
Tags: Anorexia

Author

Dakota Jean
Dakota Jean

Largo, FL



About
19 year old blue-haired gay being from Florida. Don't be afraid to critique! I find that as the best form of compliment. more..

Writing
Tight rope Tight rope

A Story by Dakota Jean