• jacydelvecchio

Drabbles: #7


She should have been average.

By all accounts, she was exactly that until her thirteenth year.

Then her frizzy hair became lustrous and silky. Her metal smile gave way to even, pearly brilliance. Her spectacles disappeared into the ether, revealing luminous brown eyes.

She became hauntingly beautiful.

And learned all the ways in which beauty demanded and caused pain.

 

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