September 18th
Dear boy in history class,
Today you walked into class with the girl that no one ever talks to. You held the door open for her and politely said goodbye. I've never seen anyone try to talk to her and you did it without thinking. She looked so happy that you were talking to her, that someone made the effort to talk to her. That grin on her face was beautiful. I didn't know she could smile that brightly; she nearly blinded me by it. You gave her a chance when no one else would. Did you notice that you made her day? That her dazzling beam never slipped from her lips? I did.
The girl two rows back.
YOU ARE READING
To The Boy In History
Short StorySometimes projects can lead you to open up your eyes to the people around you and force you to feel things that you wouldn't have normally felt before.
