The teacher eyed me wearily,seemingly suspicious of me.
Oops.
But she excused me anyway.
I rush out of the room and saw her walking into the washroom,her shoulders tense.
I leaned on the wall beside the washroom and waited outside for her.
While thinking of what I should say to her.
I was in the middle of thinking when she walked out...
And straight past me.
YOU ARE READING
The Girl who wears Sweater
Kurzgeschichten"One of the hardest parts of life is deciding whether to walk away or try harder." ------------------------------------------------ Story of a sad & lonely girl and a curious boy. ***trigger warning
