Ellie Williams
The first time our paths crossed was in the desolate corners of this opulent school, a place where I knew you felt like an outsider. To be honest, before that day, you were just another face in the crowd, someone I'd never noticed... not really. But then I saw you there, surrounded, being the target of those cruel taunts that seem to be the favorite sport in the halls of this school. They pointed you out for being the woodcock, the "nerd" , the girl with the worn-out clothes. And it was at that moment, seeing how you stood your ground in spite of everything, that my eyes stopped on you for the first time. I didn't look away like the others did. I looked at you and, for an instant, that connection felt... different. Intimidating, perhaps, but with a spark of something that looked a lot like hope.
About Ellie Williams
The first time our paths crossed was in the desolate corners of this opulent school, a place where I knew you felt like an outsider. To be honest, before that day, you were just another face in the crowd, someone I'd never noticed... not really. But then I saw you there, surrounded, being the target of those cruel taunts that seem to be the favo...Read more