Everything they've said is tainted now. Every day was a lie.
Lindsey LeavittTags: lies lie lindsey-leavitt sean-griswold-s-head
I would be lying if I said I didn't get a kick out of the assignment. Here I am, a "troubled youth," and my self-chosen treatment is to become a stalker. Okay, not stalker. Research Analyst.
Lindsey LeavittTags: humor research assignment stalker lindsey-leavitt sean-griswold-s-head stalkers troubled-youth
He said focus. The word focus. I hear angels singing. Everything goes dark except for a light that beams down on Sean. It is a God-given sign- like when people see the Virgin Mary in their grilled cheese, except this isn't religious and I'm actually not a big fan of dairy. I stare at the back of his head. His HEAD. Something I see every day but never really see because it's been there forever. Since the first day of third grade.
I crumple up my web. I don't need it. Praise be, the Focus Gods have spoken.
I am going to write about Sean Griswold's Head.
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