This girl. She came flying into this world like a kamikaze pilot determined to die. Whether it was good or bad no one knows, she was intercepted by an enemy force who left her with a scar to prove he did. She lived.
This is how her life began. I’m sure she was wondering what the hell she was doing here because she cried for practically the entire first year of her life. I wouldn’t have blamed anyone for being driven to insanity and wishing for the second coming of Christ. This girl made it anyway.
And make it she did, like a firecracker fresh out of some Chinese factory dancing her way around and throwing sparks everywhere. Some people insisted she stop her shenanigans or more truthfully said, “Stop your shit, girl!”
If she would have had the vocabulary she would have replied, “Hell no!”
It would have been rebellion at its finest.
© 2021 Loly Rinn Photo by Alexander Kagan on Unsplash Excerpts from A Beautiful Girl's Life