Very Short Story

The choice between tears or a tantrum was never hard for Tesia. So when her tears began to form, she reached for a hate hard like diamond. She wore it tight around her neck because it hurt, because it stopped the tremble in her throat. "You don't belong here you skaggy little bitch, and you never will."

The words were someone else's that came tumbling out of her mouth. Mirroring a time when she was younger and positions were reversed. The new girl turned sobing and the necklace loosened with a new link forged in the chain.

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