Lana Parker



L-A-N-A

(Sofia Gheorghe) "We're all going to die. We don't get much say over how or when, but we do get to decide how we're gonna live. So, do it. Decide. Is this the life you want to live? Is this the person you want to love? Is this the best you can be? Can you be stronger? More Compassionate? Decide. Breathe in. Breathe out and.. decide.   " 

-Meredith Grey (Grey's Anatomy)

The Soft Click Of Heels Echoed Inside The Hallways, Bouncing Off The Stone Walls. The Soft Material Of The White Lab Coat Felt Homey Against Her Smooth Skin. Her Red Hair Was Frizzy it Was Kept In A Bun- The Elastic Swallowed By The Mass Of Orange and Red Locks. The Wooden Door Opened With A Creak, When It Was Gently Pushed. She Entered Into The Stalls, Her Long Yet Slender Fingers Pulled A Tube Of Mascara From Her Purse. The Quite 'pop' Echoing Throughout The Stalls. She Began To Coat Her Thick Lashes In The Black Liquid,Becoming More Vivid And Intense. She Smiled At Herself. Her Soft Pearly Whites Reflecting The Glare Of The Lamps. Her Smile Soon Faded As She Heard The Speakers Blare And The Rush Of FootSteps Before The Door Was Shoved Open By The Other Women, Gossiping In Their Loud Huddles As They Headed To Their Chosen Stalls.