he made me go to school today.
he said that people were getting
s u s p i c i o u s.
walking across the bridge yet again, my backpack hiked on my bruised shoulderblades,
i thought,
what would happen if i
j
u
m
p
e
d?
would they care?
would he care?
something tells me you would.
YOU ARE READING
touched ✓
Short Storystory #2 in the 'for the flawed' series. tw | abuse every night you held me. making me feel disgusting, because you were the s e c o n d to touch me. © 2014 flawed- (lowercase intended for stylistic purposes.) [Jan 16, 2015:: #2 in short story.]
