Diahanna H.

Closer Than You Think

Chris was anxious with anticipation as she sped down the deserted highway. It was around 3 am and she was the only car in sight. She was quiet with her thoughts, thinking things through. She peered into the rear-view mirror and saw how aged she looked. Her caramel skin was ashen, her hair was a frizzy mess, and her eyes twitched. She looked like she hadn’t slept much and doubted she would get any when she finally got to where she was going.