"Why is this happening to me?" Kara asked herself while she was walking home on that cold wintery day. She tried to hold back her tears as she watched her breath show up like a cloud of smoke. A lump had settled in her throat and Kara was afraid it wouldn't leave her.Her dirty blonde hair swayed in the icy wind as her thoughts raced around in her head. She thought of her used to be beloved one.
"Stupid Krystal," Kara muttered and shivered from the coldness. "She ruins everything and i dont know what guys see in her," Kara whispered as tears slowly started to drip down her face. "I dont get it!" Kara sobbed as she stopped and sat down at a nearby bench. "Why can't I be her!" Kara wailed as she thought of how pretty and popular Kristy was. She let the tears crawl down her cheeks as she thought of how pitiful she was.
After what seemed like hours Kara stood up on her feet and slowly said to herself "Someday i'll be better than Krystal," and chanted that to herself for the rest of the walk home, hoping that someday, it would come true. Kara cried herself to sleep the rest of the nights after that. Every night tears fell out of her blue eyes and rolled down her rosy cheeks.
(Years later)
Kara walked along her highschool grounds as she breathed the fresh smell of cut grass. Spring was her favorite season. She walked with the boys who adored her. Her wish had come true. Krystal became addicted to drugs and her prettines went away. The boys were all over Kara now. She was in Krystal's shoes now. She had the best boyfriend she could ever imagine an she was as happy as a clam. Sadly a year after her graduation Krystal died from drugs and the only person that attended her funereal *other than her parents* was a happy girl that had blue eyes and a pretty smile that once was known as a loser. This persons name......was Kara.
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