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Word count: 100
Sparkles, To Brighten Up the Night
Her mood was black. As black as the night. She was angry at him but mostly at herself for allowing him to treat her like trash. He called her nasty names and she was taken aback. Were the words he threw at her true? Was she really like that? All she had done was answer his question truthfully, with kindness. “Truth hurts,” she thought.
While nursing her wounded soul, she hadn’t noticed the snow falling, sparkling up the night, covering up the dark.
I know who I am. I am none of those things. Those words are his, not mine.