Come little sheep

100 words x 365 days

A scarlet letter carved into her back, the world around her waited to throw the first stone. Her heart beating, blood rushing, was she not as human as they? Her crime one of dishonor. As her peers circled her, rocks bouncing in their hands, she watched as the first cast a stone. “You’re not good enough for us,” he screamed. Others laughing as they watched the tear fall. Another using the jagged edge of her weapon to rip open the flesh of the girl. Each one casting words of hate. Her crime? She danced to the beat of her own drum.

A.J. Luna

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