I Wish I Was Dead

My day is ruined the eleven-year-old said. It is the worst kind of day, I wish I were dead. What is it? I asked? She looked like perfection. This enormous pimple is full of pink puss infection. I looked as hard as I could to where she was pointing. Seriously, I could see nothing upsetting or disappointing. It is the most awful flaw on a face I have ever seen she said Then she reiterated that she wished she was dead.