Addiction

by Maysen Pribbernow

She sat in her window, inhaling the sweet cigarette smoke, staring out into the endless green mountains, yes, she was here, but she really wasn’t; she takes another puff from her cig, more than anything wanting to quit, to toss the damn thing far away; every time she places it to her lips, she feels herself lose another moment of her life. She hates herself for falling into the trap of addiction. It started here, at this very window, with a pack of Newports and one horrific night, yet her addiction didn’t end with the sweet cigarettes. It grew like an all-consuming wildfire, engulfing her in flames, destroying who she once was. She sat in her window, staring at the sun as it began to rise up from the mountains, giving birth to a new day; she threw her sweet cigarette out that very window. -A glimpse into addiction-