Hey There Delilah

Delilah was like the mixed version of snow white. Kind, beautiful, amazing voice. Her curly light brown, with a hint of gold, hair, was always in her face. She would hide behind it pretending it was her armor, where no one could get her and where she was always safe. She was a petite person, with all her curves in the right places. She had dark brown freckles all over her face that would just make her even more irresistible. Her baby blue eyes were soft and just one look at them, would make you fall in love with her instantly. She had no friends but she fit in just fine. She was the popular girl, just not in the way you would think. For a shy and quiet person she was everywhere. She was the head of yearbook and art club. She took band and was a tutor. She was also the neighbor hood babysitter. But this story isn't about her. It's about how I envied her. It's about how I killed her.