#mrsjang

This is my first kind of exposed writing. Tell me what you think and what improvements I need >.< Cause I'm quite the rookie at this....I don't even have a title for this d: I own nothing but the plot.

Pacing through the halls of our house alone, I sit against our favorite spot. Seeing the leaves change their form of color from this accented window with cream colored sheer curtains. I look up to the sky and find the birds fleeing a bitter coming season. Slowly I start slipping into my memories ; recollecting lost moments I simply filed away.

"I just wanted to be with you..like you said...like you promised," I whispered while clinching my fist. Without realizing I started yelling at the view, only then nature could witness and hear what was happening.

"I just wanted to be with you!! Was that so hard?! The love we had..what happened to it? It was there! I felt it...you felt it! it was there! How could you just push it aside? Why did you fight it?! We were happy...You said you were happy! Why did you make it hard? Why...why..." I felt my lungs collapse from yelling so much and taking in the weather. My heart rate started going up and this anger in me started boiling out of no where. I needed to find my inhaler quickly or else I would no longer be eye to eye in with world(?). I reach into my pocket and start emptying it but find nothing but lint. Panic strikes within me, tears just kept forming and all I wanted to do was to keep shouting. I gradually glanced at the ground staring at the scene of what seemed to be a rag doll laying face down. Next to it was a small white object.

"The inhaler" I thought to myself. I start to laughing only for it to be replaced by heavy wheezing and coughing. My arm stretches out to it as if I would be able to reach it from this high up in this three story house. I turn around but only for my legs to give up on holding me. My knees hit the cold tile marbled floor falling face forward. I start gasping for more air and crawling towards my destination but that isn't enough anymore. The strength I had left in me is leaving my body faster than I anticipated. My arms just stopped and I lay there on the bitterness reality, closed my eyes and accepted my punishment.