By no means was I ugly, but the last few years I'd let myself go. She was a lot better looking than me, who had stringy blonde hair, brown eyes, and some acne here and there. She had long black hair, ocean blue eyes, and perfectly clear skin. I was sitting on government class, anxiously waiting for the period to be over, constantly staring at the clock. I never expected my mistake to catch up to me the way it did-I thought the guilt was a good enough consequence, but I was wrong.
Eventually, over time, they catch up to us, and the consequences can be unbearable.
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