better
I forced out a laugh as my friend Josh, told me a joke. She smiled at me. I knew what she was thinking.
She’s getting better.
I was getting better…
She looped her arm around mine and dragged me towards Starbucks.
The cuts on my wrist were itchy, if only I was at home.
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Short Story“ a person who is gratified by pain “ {greatest achievements: #325 in fan- fiction, #411 in short story} karensosa© 2014-15
