"Do you remember the girl, who used to sit in the back seat of the class? The girl, who isn't here anymore?"
"I could never forget her. She used to come to the library every Monday and Thursday and stayed there up until the late evening. I spent lots of time observing drawings in her notebook to realize, that something happened.
Maybe it's because the rumors that people are spreading?
Maybe it's because of her parent's behavior?
Maybe she's afraid of something?
I tried to talk to her, but even after half a year in this school, I still wasn't able to find new friends. And looking at her drawings, I figured out, that she wouldn't be the best option for me."
Phillipa
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𝙸𝚝'𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚞𝚕𝚝, 𝙻𝚒𝚜𝚊 ✔
Short Story𝙸𝚝'𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚞𝚕𝚝, 𝙻𝚒𝚜𝚊 - #1 in Imfine (2019.12.21)