September 12
Dearest Miss Jock,
Words can't describe the rage I felt when I saw those bruises.
How could anyone in this world hurt something so beautiful?
I want you to tell me when something is wrong.
I want you to call me when you need help.
I need you to need me.
YOU ARE READING
Two Different Worlds
Short StoryShe, an unpopular jock. He, a popular nerd. How? Good thing they both love the same ice cream shop.
