The Colors of Us

twenty nine

In my car, I sat scrolling through tweets about Korin. I'd made an account yesterday just to see what was being said because her name had been a trending topic. I lacked the care to sift through them at first but today I wanted to see. The only words that mattered were those of her loved ones and it was still the only ones I cared about, but I overheard her publicist brainstorming ways of clearing it all up if she woke up. It made me curious.

I hadn't been on long but so far all I saw were well wishes, picture threads and her quotes. It wasn't until I scrolled down a little more that I saw the bullshit. She was being called a hypocrite, selfish and ungrateful. There was one tweet that did numbers and pissed me off.

I went through the replies since the tweet did numbers only to grow more upset. There were people in her defense but a majority of the replies were in agreement with the tweet. It had even gotten to the point where people began to disrespect what she stood for.

I left the thread and decided to send out a few tweets of my own.