Mysterious and Edgy
There was this girl. She was mysterious and she was edgy. Us 3rd graders could barely contain ourselves around her. She was the new kid. Mysterious. And edgy. She didn’t care the way she looked to people. So edgy. She said things nobody understood. So mysterious. Word on the street was that there wasn’t a slide she hadn’t slid down. Not a monkey bar she hadn’t crossed. I even heard she...