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I can literally relate to everything in this story. "No,I am not evil, but they still call me a villain" relates to me because a lot of family members see me as my past self still. Even though I have grown and changed in many ways, I am still perceived as a bad person. The "continuous efforts to see as anything but a villain" part hits close to home with me because I try to show everyone how I am not my past self. "I am NOT my mother" - LITERALLY EVERYONE IN MY FAMILY SAYS I'M JUST LIKE MY MOTHER. I hate it so so much. But I do too with others could see that too.


I think it's the fact that we make mistakes and we eventually learn from them but people still see us as the mistake we made and that's what messes everything up for us.

Thank you for this read- I'm glad I was able to relate to this

Hello Hello I hope you dont mind coming with a little review. I like this piece a lot however I don't know how to dig into this as it is short and that's the point. So forgive me if this is a little underwhelming when it comes to feedback. it does give a strong voice and hook to give the reader an idea of the conflict with the main character but due to the length, it does come off as telling rather than showing. If you were to flesh this out I would love to see the village in action are the people huddled together and whispering or are they bold enough to say it to their face, perhaps throwing things and stuff like that? this is only if you want to flesh it regardless I do agree with the other reviews.

overall it's a very interesting bit of microfiction keep it and drink water!

Good Morning/Afternoon/Evening/Night(whichever one it is in your part of the world),

Hi! I'm here to leave a quick review!!

First Impression: Well its been some time since I've interpreted something quite this short, but here we go. This is honestly a little on the longer side for something in the micro category which isn't a bad thing, it just now gives us just a bit more to go off of when trying to interpret what's happening here.

Anyway let's get right to it,

My name is Arabella Frost. No, I am not evil, but still they call me a villain.

I stand by myself on a dark and gloomy pathway. I desire to walk into town, but my reputation precedes me.

Despite my continuous efforts to be seen as anything but a villain, I can't escape the looks and the whispers from the unforgiving townsfolk.

I am NOT my mother.

I wish others could see that too.