The cold stares and constant murmurs made her feel uneasy.
She had overnight become star albeit in an unpleasantly unique way.
Girls would peep into their phones and back at her and boys in groups would make sleazy gestures and drop pickup lines.
Walking up the podium she adjusted the microphone and bravely spoke, “dear friends, yes the girl in the MMS is me, I had sex, consensual sex to rest all rumors, it’s just that I trusted the wrong guy and all I say to you is don’t lose faith as I feel I will be loved again and this time truly.”
The auditorium went silent before she greeted the chief guest who applauded her for accepting it bravely and seeing life positively.
Hope you felt the grip same as I did in Shashank’s post on Anger, for the next letter we have chosen B for BRAVERY. For another intriguing flash fiction see what his magic pen has woven here.



