Isabella Diotte
Joined February 2021
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A girl who just wants to make her dreams a reality
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Shame
The distinct shattering of my blue ceramic plate is what finally broke me out of my uneasy trance. I diverted my eyes from the screen that had me so shocked, to the hardwood floor of my living room where shards of the plate I had been holding just seconds before lay directly in front of my bare feet. Sharp and dangerous, it was as if they were beckoning me to step forward; however, no cut no matter how deep would be punishment enough for my stupid insolence. It’s odd how your whole view on life can change in less than a minute.
By Isabella Diotte6 months ago in Fiction
