July 24: Sweet Nothings
It didn't matter that all she could have accomplished would have been great works of art. It didn't matter that her presence would have helped an entire class. It didn't matter that a little soft spoken girl needed her or a little football shaped headed boy needed her either. Or that a little wheezing boy wouldn't fall in love with this girl and follow her around most places. In one house in Hillwood there are no shrines being built in closets. Or sweet nothings of poetry towards a certain football headed boy. It's not her fault that her parents got an abortion. It's not her fault that she would not exist in this lifetime. There is no Helga Geraldine Pataki.
I thought I was going to do a sweet one here but my evil side said heck no. Hahaha, have an adventure.
