April 25th, 2016
A whisper.
A snigger.
"Hey look it's the elephant!" Lexi calls.
She points.
People aren't nice.
YOU ARE READING
Weak
Short Story"In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, But the silence of our friends." ~Martin Luther King Jr. There was nothing I could do. There was nothing we could do. It wasn't our fault. Or was it, really? ...
