"what would your ma say if she saw you playing with me?"
robbie was twirling his gun around before pointing it at me and shooting me. I acted out a half hearted death.
"she'd probably yell at me."
"then why are you playing with me?"
I shrugged, my cheeks starting to blush.
"you called me pretty. most boys call me fat."
robbie snorted. "well they're stupid. In fact, I think you're the prettiest girl at school."
I couldn't hide my toothless grin.
for the first time in a long time, I didn't feel like an elephant. for the first time my cage didn't seem so small.
I didn't care how many lashings I got from my mother's rhinestone studded whip.
