Oct. 30
Dear Corinne,
He came and sat next to me in class. Everyone was staring and whispering (except maybe Mary Anne who wouldn't give a shit. She's too obsessed with getting good marks). He told me I was beautiful. I wanted to throw up.
I could hear the scattered conversations repeating the same dumb word: slut!
I wanted to die.
Love,
Leigh
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Genç Kurgu"Dear Corinne, do you ever feel beautiful? Cuz you are. Stunning. I wish I could be stunning. Love, Leigh" Leigh is a full out eat-alone, grade eleven loser. She has one friend who has to divide her time between dozens of people. And Leigh feels a...
