Shh, listen

A huge sigh escaped her heart-shaped lips. She threw the note back on the bed and walked to the bathroom. Once there, she turned the shower on, letting the steam rise to her face before closing the curtain to get undressed. Her pants fell to her ankles and she stepped out of them, the blue sports bra pulled a little at her hair, but nonetheless she got it off quickly. Her eyes scanned her body, examining it. Inch by inch, part by part. Her fingers lightly brushed over the scars covering her stomach, she felt nauseous just thinking about what caused those. Her eyes shifted to her arms, light burn marks could still be made out if a person looked hard enough. She lifted her foot and stepped into the steaming water. Her muscles tensing up, and then, slowly relaxing from the heat. The water tinted her skin a light reddish-pink color, but she refused to turn it down.

More from my previous piece. Stuck.

Shh, listen

Snip it from latest piece..

It was a saturday night and everything felt perfect. They lied there, listening to the wave’s crash against one another, as they starred up at the stars. She saw a hermit crab scamper away out of the corner of her eye. She glanced at her watch and realized the time. The curly-haired girl slowly started to lift herself off of his chest. She sat up straight and he followed.

Keep writing in third person, or rewrite to make it first person?

Trapped.

I'm trapped.
I can't get out.
I'm all alone.
I'm suffocating.
My body is being smothered.
And breaking,
Into many, little pieces.
I'm trapped.
Someone help me,
Before it's too late.

Not my best..