With Perfect Grace

A typical highs chool senior is the last way you would describe Grace. Graceful, was also the last way you would describe her. She was anything but. Although she was quiet, she somehow managed to be as obnoxious as could be. Her blue hair was her loudest feature, and the rest seemed to blend in so well. She was beautiful in so many ways. Compassionate as well. When everyone failed to see the good in her, she did something unimaginable. She, and everyone around her, her life in general, will never be the same