I passed her a note.
I watched her eyes light up when she saw me.
Oh no.
I was immediately filled with guilt.
She opened it slowly.
I watched from my desk a few seats in front of her.
Her smile dropped.
Her eyes no longer shimmered.
Oh no.
What have I done.
I could see her nose turn red.
Her eyes shone,
But not with joy
But instead with tears.
She held back her tears.
Suddenly I saw her jerk.
Her pupils shrunk in fear.
Her hand shot up.
"M-may I use the restroom?"
Her voice shook with every word.
The teacher released her.
As she walked out,
I saw a single daisy sprout from her arm.
What have I done?
-a girl who realized she screwed up.
