Here is some more nonsense:

Tara climbed down the creaking, worm-eaten stairs. These stairs had been here for as long as she could remember. She used to run up and down them as a little girl, heedless of the warnings her mother would give about rotting wood and nasty falls. As a child, she felt invincible. Nothing could touch her; nothing ever would. Then she grew up and found out that fairy tales were merely glorified day-dreams, real life was hard, and people hurt each other without a second thought. Cheating, lying, back-stabbing; these were the things people did best. If someone asked her what the best part about being human was, she would say, "I don't know. I've been looking for 22 years and all I've seen is pain." Was that all that humans were capable of? Was that the reason for which they were created, to crush and destroy all that was good in the world?
Tara knew that that could not be the only reason, but she could not think of anything else. Sure, you had your food pantries and Salvation Armies. Some people tried to do good towards others, but in the end it was themselves they worshiped. People could be nice for a time, that is, until they stopped gaining from it. When the good things ran dry, they would ultimately turn their backs on you and look for someone else.
Shaking the bitter thoughts out of her head, Tara crossed the living room with its centuries-old fireplace, and stepped outside onto the rickety porch. No one really kept this place up anymore. The wind and the rain had done their damage, she could tell. What was once gleaming white paint was now battered and smudged with dirt. Just like our lives, she thought bitterly. We try so hard to be gleaming white, but in the end we find ourselves covered in dirt.

So, I wrote it and I'll probably regret posting it after the fact. It is very short and rather rambly, probably due to the fact that I wrote it in fifteen minutes. Please let me know what you think of it. As always, I am more than happy for any and all critiques and insights you may have on this piece.