I count the steps I take.
"Those girls are sluts."
"Witches." you decide. "Witches with evil spells."
Maybe it isn't my fault. Maybe the witches cast spells on me. To make me lose you. But I know better, to try find someone to blame.
"Give her something. Her final journey."
"Is it worth for me to give?"
Mom took it the wrong way round.
I wear the friendship-bracelet you gave me long ago.The little pair of silver wings. You broke the right wing right before...
They're burning you.My best friend.Flames.Ashes.
Suddenly, I know what to give.
I take off the bracelet. It look beautiful against the white sheet, so do you. I stare at the bracelet. I watch you disappear forever, in to smoke towards the evening sky.
I step back from my turn.
"I forgive you..." I see you smile down on me.
I smile. There wasn't any word to say.
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A/N - I'm not sure if this strikes you as bullying at all.
But in my opinion, I did pretty good for a starter.
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#NoMoreBullying Challenge
Kurzgeschichten#NoMoreBullying Trend the line. a 90 word creative work about bullying. XD mine is a lot more than that and I'm not sure I did it the right way. But it's good practice for a starter-author like me, though. :) Minty
