She walked painfully slowly in the hallway. Her entire body was sweating thinking about how people's whispering about her. She didn't know how it was called whispering, when they knew she could hear them clearly. It was so loud that she had to close her eyes and focused on calming her head down from any sudden exploding. Why can't they keep it to themselves for once?
The second she opened her eyes, a hundred pair of eyes were on her.
YOU ARE READING
A Tale of A Girl Who Left
KurzgeschichtenHere lay some random scenes that have been staying untouched on my phone long enough to be read, in which a girl who had her ups and downs through her journey to find herself.
