in which we learnt she dugged her own grave

being single, u're either half-empty, or half-filled. depends on how u look at it. there are pros and cons to everything in this world.

*chuuuck* *chuuuuk*

i could only see her silhouette. i encroached nearer. it was dark, but also bright. dark because it was night, bright because of the full moon.

she was digging the earth. she was already waistline deep, digging her own grave.

"what are you doing? why are you doing this?"

she kept digging, tears rolled down her cheeks. she knew she could stop but she kept digging.

"help me..." she said.