"Let me tell you one thing, you bitch. If catch you hanging around Benjamin again, I am going to make you remember the reason why you shouldn't exist."
I could hear Stacey threatening Myra while I was in the last bathroom stall to the right.
My legs were curled up, knees against my chest, I placed my chin on top of them and remained silent the entire time.
A tight and burning sensation radiated across my entire chest.
They didn't know I was the only person listening to everything that was happening between them.
And as I listened, I started to realize that I was the person who was causing Myra all of this pain.
I hated that I felt jealous.
I hated that I couldn't prevent Stacey from continuously bullying her.
I hate myself.
And I regret the moment that I ever laid eyes on Benjamin in the first place.
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The Girl Who Couldn't Speak ✓
Short StoryMama told me that I was a beautiful girl when I was little. Mama said that I had the prettiest tan skin, soft wavy black hair, and the most enchanting emerald eyes. She always called me her bundle of joy. Then she got very sad when she told me that...
