The Mysteriously Brilliant Girl

Read this and you will feel what it is like to surf words. Let the waves of thoughts cascade around you.

ORGANIC COFFEE, HAPHAZARDLY

I was a quiet child. Mostly due to misunderstanding. I wasn’t misunderstood, but I misunderstood. I knew there was a meth lab in the poolhouse in the back; I just didn’t understand why. I knew my stepfather was beating my mother; I just didn’t understand why. I knew that I was not allowed to stay home with the stomach flu; I just didn’t understand why.

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