A sharp, grinding pain swept across my lower abdomen in spasms. I winced and leaned over the desk, burying my face in the crook of my elbow and clutching my stomach with my left hand. I wished the teacher wouldRead more…
She sees blood
She sees blood. She trots along the corridor to the stark bathroom. Proclamations of love and hate alike are scrawled on the cubicle walls. She is in the middle of reading a detailed word war on the back of theRead more…