In her shoes

The smoothie wasn't smooth enough. Its fruity mixture didn't taste right at all. She had ordered strawberry but it seemed more like kiwis. She got up to speak to the waiter, ready to direct all of her negative energy to him. She heard loud noises and stinging words coming out from the vicinity of her… Continue reading In her shoes

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Fitting in

She drank the glass of orange juice in two gulps. Then she grabbed her over-sized bag and pulled out a round compact. As she dabbed her face with powder, her mother looked with concern. She looked too thin these days. Her chest seemed to have deflated as well. The jeans and tee looked like they… Continue reading Fitting in