Marcella was home now and trying to ammend her ways, the mean things she had said to others now haunted her. She had been so wrong in talking about others who had a disability, now that was her. In a second her life had changed, in the time it took to make a stupid decision, and think she was invincible. Of course she wasn't she found that out the hard way. She also discovered that what everyone said was really true , beauty is really only skin deep at least physical beauty, and it wasn't forever. What was in your soul was more important.
Marcella was trying to unblacken her soul. She felt bad for what she had done before, the way she had tormented some of the other kids at school, calling them ugly, finding any little flaw and making fun of it, now Marcella was imperfect. She couldn't walk.
Marcella was still pretty anyone who could see would tell you that, but she didn't want just outer beauty anymore, and she no longer wanted to be a mean girl, like so many others in her highschool. The weeks in the hospital, and rehab had made her realize just how wrong she had been. She needed to make ammends, and ask for forgiveness for all those she had tormented. But how?
To Be Continued