by Jess Harris
Missy was a particularly bad girl. She told terrifying stories to younger children just to frighten them and watch them cry. She lied frequently, especially to adults. She took pencils from her classmates’ desks, and only returned them after they were broken. She made up preposterous excuses for her tardiness in turning in her perpetually late assignments.
Missy’s only redeeming quality was in being pretty. She had large, brown eyes in her oval face with its delightfully pointy little chin. Her lips were pink, plump, pouty, and perfect. Everyone agreed that she was an awfully pretty girl.
One day, as she walked from school all alone (no one ever walked with her, which she believed was because they didn’t want to appear ugly in comparison) she stopped by a little pond. A girl from her class suggested they meet there when Missy asked to copy her math homework. As Missy was waiting, she decided to catch a frog and cut it up with the pen-knife she’d taken from the teacher’s desk. Continue Reading
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