That Face When Memes Novels & Stories

carved into it. On my first day in prison, the other inmates heard that "I" had killed a child in a hit-and-run and fled the scene. So, they pinned me to the ground and branded that mark of shame onto my face. From that day on, beatings became part of my daily life. Riley froze for a moment. A trace of guilt flashed in her eyes before it disappeared. Just then, Leo Ferdinand leaned out from the passenger seat. His face had been altered, and he no longer looked quite like he used to. Then again, with Riley being one of the most renowned plastic surgeons in the country, changing someone's face was effortless for her.

It was like someone had loosened a knot that I did not know was there. By the next week the messages stretched longer. She started sending memes that was about anxiety brain fog. A cartoon character that was staring blankly at the wall with the caption “when your thoughts are buffering.” I laughed out loud in my kitchen. The sound made even me surprised. I replied with a crying laughing emoji and then I added. “Too real.”

It was juѕt something that I’d hаvе to get used to. “It’s hard at fіrѕt, but thеn уоu’ll аdарt and lеаrn tо gеt bу through FaceTiming аnd tеxtіng, аѕ lоng as уоu don’t lоѕе that соnnесtіоn, іt will bе еnоugh tо get уоu through thе dауѕ and іt’ѕ nоt forever, rіght? Thіnk of аll the аmаzіng ѕеx уоu’ll hаvе once уоu’rе rеunіtеd.” Micha wіnkеd іn аn еffоrt to сhееr mе up.

I raised a brow “No one, even though you spoke calmly, your jaw clenched and for the first time your eyes actually weren’t all kind and gentle” “Hmmm… I thought I had my facial impression on check when I’m angry” “Its on check. Like, it happened in a split second, even the others didn’t see it. I’m just an observer, don’t be angry I caught your angry face before you put on a blank face” She pleaded and I couldn’t help but chuckle.

There is indistinct chatter booming from the front side of the Mansion. “Timber!“ I hear this loud shriek. I immediately hold in my steps and my eyes flare up. I stare forward and see they are just two pack members talking. Tears fills my eyes as I rem my dad. I stagger sideways and place my back on the wall of the mansion which is beside me. I bow my head while stand a little askew. A bitter smile Hoovers onmy face. I can’t help but remember my childhood. There was a time a pup wanted bullying me about my face but he quickly stood in for me. He thought me that one’s facial looks does lot determines ones heart. No one cms determine how he or she would be born or to what family to be born. Th

He tapped his screen and turned the phone toward me with devilish glee. And there it was: a photo of me in the backseat, hair looking like I lost a fight with a wind turbine, eyes half-open, mouth drooping in a way that made me question the structure of my entire face. The cherry on top? A dumb little meme caption he added himself: "Local Girl Realizes Alcohol Is a Scam: More at 9." " I'm never showing my face in public again" I slapped my hands over my face. "Kai. Delete it and the rest of whatever villainous things are in that folder."

I shouted firmly. I'm sure my facial expression is already tense and turning red. Lesley laughed, seeing me panic like this "hahahahah, look at your face," Lesley sneered at me. She even laughed repeatedly, seeing my face. I turned my eyes lazily, "oh Lesley, you really helped me," I grumbled. Lesley keeps on laughing, making me even more annoyed "What's wrong with my face?" I protested again. Lesley held her stomach because she laughed "oh my God, that's the funniest face I've ever seen from you" Lesley laughed increasingly, mocking me.

But as I opened the first app on my phone, the image I saw made me feel physically repulsed. It was a meme. Someone had taken a picture of me from the gala—a moment where I looked beautiful and happy—and plastered text over it. "THE FACE OF THE GREATEST SCAM ARTIST OF TODAY" The comments below it were even worse. People were laughing, tagging their friends, and sharing words of support for the "victim," Eric Kingston. I dropped my phone onto the table like it had burned me. I wanted to cry. I hated this so much. Who could do this to me? Who did I offend so deeply that they wanted to erase my humanity?

My Stomach made a grumpy ‘I am hungry’ sound Shit! (Subconsciously Face palms Her self) So embarrassing..

Dumb face: but you're really not behind me, people only say that when they are behind you. I chuckle, he's kinda right. Me: go away Aaron. Dumb face: ok seriously where are you? I've been looking for you everywhere. I smile, he's sweet. Really sweet. Impossibly sweet. Literally sweet. Me: I won't tell. Dumb face: I'm groaning. I'm groaning so loud people think I'm ejaculating. Oh my gosh...gross. Dumb face: did that gross you out enough to fess up your location?