i first heard fawn's laugh when i was eleven.
that girl never stopped coming.
that girl stayed faithful.
that girl never called her ugly.
words can't even describe how bad i felt, seeing her everyday for two years with another friend, knowing she doesn't care about me anymore.
she was finally happy, i used to say.
i should be happy for her, i said.
but everyone isn't perfect, everyone has that selfish part of them.
everyone needs to sacrifice selflessness for something.
or someone.
one day, on august 12th 2008, i heard a sound i never thought i would ever hear.
fawn was laughing.
fawn was so happy that she made the sound people made when they were happy.
the girl made her laugh.
i didn't.
i became so mad at the girl, almost enough to want her dead.
she was stealing my position.
i was the one who was supposed to make her laugh.
the person making her laugh should be me.
