“The girl standing in front of me was ugly. So very ugly. She had a large round face, scarred with acne. Her protruding nose dotted with blackheads and grease. Her brow fixed with a single wrinkle that made her look tense. Her eyes small and drooped painted not blue, green, or grey but brown, a common dark brown. Fine wispy hair sprouted from her soft jaw, barely noticeable from afar yet you could...

Kindness, the purest you could have given.

Value, my friend. You meant the world to me.

Pride, the thing I felt knowing I was special to you.

Joy, always felt it when I was around you.

Fear, that you’d leave me.

Nostalgia, looking back on everything we did together.

Guilt, thinking why was I never good enough for you.

Remorse, From crying every night.

Surprise, when you comforted me.

Jealousy, tha...

She opened her locker for the first time of the year with a sigh, things had already started to fall back into place and the fight for the role of head girl had long passed as Maria fern had taken the spot with no hesitation. Her new locker contained nothing but a single slip of paper, a welcome back letter maybe? She reached out an arm ,snatched the note with curiosity and opened it with an insta...