Blinded Sight

§ four §

He was a new student.

He became popular almost instantly,

what with being extremely good-looking,

being on the soccer team,

and having a British accent

girls would find swoon-worthy.

He seemed nice.

He became friends with them.

[ I wanted to stop you. ]

[ I couldn't. ]

He witnessed their cruelty

and he didn't help

either.

[ It hurt more than anyone could believe. ]

He gave her a look

that screamed pity.

She didn't need his pity.

She didn't need anyone's pity.

She

despised it.

She despised herself.

Just as everyone else did.