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Margot: A Short Story

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Her eyes were blinded by the sight of the lightning. Margot stepped slowly out of the closet. She looked at all of her so called “friends” thinking of why they did this to her. She thought, “What did I do to them to deserve this?” She had never shoved their faces in the dirt, or stolen their lunches, she had never spoken a word to anyone. Maybe that was the problem? She cared for the other children even though, they were not as intelligent or self-assured as she was. She didn’t degrade them for this, in fact, she wanted to be like them. Margot hated every part of being different. She wanted to forget the sun that she used to see and be like the children. “I am going to change my style, maybe then the other children will accept me?” Margot thought. “RIIIIIINNNGG!” the school bell chimed as the children rushed out of the building. They poured out of the door like water out of a faucet. Magot ran home. “How …show more content…

She thought that her new look and attitude made everyone like her better. Suddenly Will strutted up to her and pushed her down. “Do you feel guilty for locking me in the closet and stopping me from seeing the sun?” Margot questioned him; almost like a therapist. “Huh?” Will replied with a twisted face. “Usually when people hurt others, they do it out of either resent or guilt, and I don’t see why you would resent me since you were the one locking ME in the closet.” Margot snapped back. All of this anger filled Margot up like a steaming tea-pot about to boil. She took a deep breath and gave Will a moment to reply. She didn’t want to do something she’d regret later. Will started to tremble. He looked as if he had seen a ghost. “Uh uh uh uh… I’m sorry Margot, I’m sorry that I locked you in the closet and then forgot. I feel so bad that I was the one keeping you from seeing the sun, and I'm sorry that I took my guilt and lashed out at you by throwing a book instead of telling you how I really feel. Please, accept my

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