her name was summer.
the two syllables were bitterness to your ears.
she had it easy, you thought. she had money and a big, loving family, and friends all over the continent.
unlike you.
you didn't have much to lean on.
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Miss Perfection
Short Storyabout a girl who was just too perfect. #148 general fiction #521 short story
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her name was summer.
the two syllables were bitterness to your ears.
she had it easy, you thought. she had money and a big, loving family, and friends all over the continent.
unlike you.
you didn't have much to lean on.