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Erica was wet and cold. The one day she’d decided to walk to school, the weather had freakishly decided to turn in the middle of the day and bucket down with rain. She reached her front yard when she saw her red haired friend sitting on the doorstep in tears. “Summer? Sweetie, what’s wrong?” She ran over to her and embraced her in a hug, pulling the girl’s head into her shoulder to try and comfort her. She hated seeing Summer sad and she would do anything to make whatever was making her cry go away.
“I — I’m a monster,” Summer sobbed, nose red, and soaked through. She didn’t know how long she’d been sitting there, crying. It was just the safest place to run to, when she was trying to run away from herself. She shivered in Erica’s embrace. “I’m a monster.”
“You’re not a monster, what on earth made you think that?” She helped Summer up and guided her inside of her house out of the rain. “My god, you’re soaked, I’ll get you some of my clothes to change into.” She decided that finding out what was wrong was more important first though. “What happened, Summer?”
“I-in Civics class … one of the other girls picked up a desk, she was going to throw it a-at me,” Summer paused to sniffle. “Only Coach stopped her … w-when I went to the bathroom to calm down,” she gulped and twisted her hands together, “Erica, I set a paper towel on fire.”
Erica moved back over to Summer and wrapped her arms around her shoulders again. “She tried to throw a desk at you, Summer. That makes her a freaking monster, not you. Anyone would lose control. I would’ve ripped her damn throat out. I still might.”
“Erica, no! Anyway, I – I mean,” she stammered, “I didn’t set it on fire with a lighter.” She gave Erica a pleading glance. “I did it with my bare hands. I don’t know what’s happening to me.”
Send me a " ○ " for my character's reaction to finding yours sitting outside in the rain, upset and crying
Erica was wet and cold. The one day she’d decided to walk to school, the weather had freakishly decided to turn in the middle of the day and bucket down with rain. She reached her front yard when she saw her red haired friend sitting on the doorstep in tears. “Summer? Sweetie, what’s wrong?” She ran over to her and embraced her in a hug, pulling the girl’s head into her shoulder to try and comfort her. She hated seeing Summer sad and she would do anything to make whatever was making her cry go away.
“I — I’m a monster,” Summer sobbed, nose red, and soaked through. She didn’t know how long she’d been sitting there, crying. It was just the safest place to run to, when she was trying to run away from herself. She shivered in Erica’s embrace. “I’m a monster.”
“You’re not a monster, what on earth made you think that?” She helped Summer up and guided her inside of her house out of the rain. “My god, you’re soaked, I’ll get you some of my clothes to change into.” She decided that finding out what was wrong was more important first though. “What happened, Summer?”
“I-in Civics class … one of the other girls picked up a desk, she was going to throw it a-at me,” Summer paused to sniffle. “Only Coach stopped her … w-when I went to the bathroom to calm down,” she gulped and twisted her hands together, “Erica, I set a paper towel on fire.”
Send me a " ○ " for my character's reaction to finding yours sitting outside in the rain, upset and crying
Erica was wet and cold. The one day she’d decided to walk to school, the weather had freakishly decided to turn in the middle of the day and bucket down with rain. She reached her front yard when she saw her red haired friend sitting on the doorstep in tears. “Summer? Sweetie, what’s wrong?” She ran over to her and embraced her in a hug, pulling the girl’s head into her shoulder to try and comfort her. She hated seeing Summer sad and she would do anything to make whatever was making her cry go away.
“I — I’m a monster,” Summer sobbed, nose red, and soaked through. She didn’t know how long she’d been sitting there, crying. It was just the safest place to run to, when she was trying to run away from herself. She shivered in Erica’s embrace. “I’m a monster.”