Today my aunt pulled me aside and whispered. "You don't have to hide, I know what you have done and I don't see you any differently." I quietly nodded, putting on a fake smile. I don't know what to think or say. The next day I put on my hoodie that a have worn since I arrived in Missouri. She frowned. "You're not going to wear a short sleeve?" I shook my head, slipping on some shoes. I think I disappointed her like I always do.
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غير روائيOne action to change everything. One life yet to live. A series of short entities when I felt like I wasn't going to make it to twenty years old. Much of it is incoherent, from a time I cannot even remember as of today. I am now almost 21. My life h...
