Eye For Fashion

Sammy left for the drizzling, pouring rain outside. 

And yet strangely enough, her absence only magnified her presence - still lingering even after her footsteps had long faded into the night.

I knew that having Sammy tag along with me wouldn't be without its…  complications, I guess you can say. 

A family intervention smack dab right in the middle of a soul exorcism - just what could possibly go wrong, yeah?

But one way or another, sooner or later, for better or for worse, it needed to happen. For feelings to speak instead of assumptions. 

Mom was a little disheartened to see Sammy go the way she did. But in that same sadness, she also looked almost relieved to see her gone, and for all I knew, she probably was. 

"I almost wish I wasn't who I was," She thought out loud. "