Eyes glanced towards me. Disgust, hatred filling their gaze.Everyone hates what they think I've done. If only they knew, they should by now. It's the same story. A boy lies about sleeping with a girl. Slut. Whore The dangerous words leaving their mouths. Tears threaten to spill. Why can't a person acknowledge the truth? It's happened to them.
Groups of girls, laughing, mocking. Boys determining who's done who. Every single one claims me. Can't they see past their stupid demeanor? I suppose not. Otherwise, I wouldn't be in this mess. But I can't lie. I haven't always been the victim. Vivid memories of m being in those gossiping girls place. I could've said something. I could've stopped it... I guess karma truly is a bitch. I count the days till the next topic comes around. But when will that be?
There's no prince charming. This has never been a fairytale. How could I be so oblivious? So blind? Maybe we should ask the next person. When tragedy hasn't struck. This scenario is all to common but the cycle will never stop.
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Another World
Short StoryAnother World is a collection of different stories that take place at night. Each night holds something different. Perhaps you'll dive into a killer's mind or maybe even the victims. Or perhaps you'll hear about a true paranormal experience or mayb...
