an old acquaintance

He walks into my room
 
An old friend of mine.
 
He holds something shiny.
 
"Hello Rae." 
 
He spit my name like something dirty.
 
I cringe.
 
He's going to kill me.

Comments

Cassidy Small

Wow...

I was so not expecting the ending! I love it. My creative writing teacher would love it too!

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