"Isn't it amazing how beautiful people are? Just look at anyone and study them and their features and how their lips tort and eyes glisten and how their hair falls or sticks or lays. How their eyebrows flex and the way their arms fold, or how expressive their hands are. The way their body moves and how their chest rises and falls so subtley with their pulse. People are beautiful even if we don't find them attractive. The fact that they're a living being is unbelievably magnificent." -casinoangel
The moment you'll read the first words of the first sentence of this first short story that I've written for the first time in years. I hope you can picture a fifteen-year-old girl sitting on her bed. Wearing nothing but a loose shirt that flowed down to her knees and her feet covered by avocado socks. I hope you can feel her hands slightly shaking as she types each letter because her hands could not keep up with her mind. I hope you feel delighted because the girl laughed the heartiest laugh she's had in ages after she ended her piece with a "."