Wynter: A Short Story

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Wynter
I know what you did.
You won’t get away with this.
You are going to pay for what you’ve done. Wynter needed to get away. As she read the texts over again, it became clear that she couldn’t stay there. Someone knew about that night. The one she refused to think about. Her hands were shaking, and black spots began to fill her vision. She could feel the panic rising within her, and the storm began to brew. She knew she had to leave, but she didn’t know where she would go. “Wynter, are you okay?” She looked up from her phone and stared at the boy across from her. She had known him for years, yet they had never spoken before this moment. She was aware, that he had been sitting across from her the entire time. He always did. It had been their routine since last year. She wasn’t quite sure how it started, but she didn’t mind. She liked having the company. After all, she didn’t have many friends. Not anymore. …show more content…

I’m fine.” She told him. Those were the first words she ever spoke to him. They were also the last. She hated that the words didn’t hold any truth to them. That afternoon when she got home, she went straight to her room. She didn’t have much time. In twenty minutes her mother would be pulling in the driveway, and begin nagging her about everything Wynter has done wrong. She knew she was the biggest disappointment in her parents’ lives. They would never say it, but she could see it in their eyes. And that was why she had to go. She couldn’t let them find out what she had done. About that horrible

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