"I never noticed how crooked your teeth are."

"Has anyone told you how weird that birthmark looks?"

"You should really cover your hair with beanies more often."

Whether the comments were meant to be mean or not didn't matter to Kelsie. At the end of the day, she didn't feel their intentions. Only the hard meaning of the words. The words that scratched and tore at the walls of insecurities that she had tried to hide. They fought until the walls all came crumbling down, and Kelsie was left vulnerable. All because of a few words.

Written in 96 words.