A Better Day || OPEN
The world came across as a beautiful place...one that people would want to stay in. Mary MacDonald came across as a beautiful girl, one that people would want to be friends with. Both were grossly assumed but, neither were entirely accurate. Mary MacDonald's brain had been rather muddled in the days before her life went hectic. Maybe it was the constant assumption that she was someone that was really not like her at all. It was probably that. Only one thing could fix it though. One...person.
Mary sat in the library, twiddling her thumbs, waiting for the person that made everything better to arrive. She heard footsteps behind her, a smile plastered to her face, now. "I was waiting." She said in a hushed voice.













