Angela was a girl of about ten years old. She was told by her mother, like all children are, that she was very pretty. But the truth is, she wasn't. She was a thin girl with ratty hair, that was never brushed. At her young age, acne had encompassed her face and hadn't been kind. Her teeth, even though she brushed them, like all good children do, were rotting away. At the end of her long chin, hair had begun to grow, this was usually reserved for old women, who had long since seen their youth pass them by. Most people in Angela's town usually did mistake her for an elderly woman, even though she was only ten. Though through all her ugliness there was always one thing that people would compliment her on, and that was her nails. They were long, but not overly so, they were strong and agile. They were also a beautiful shade of pink, with just the right amount of white mixed in. People would usually stop Angela in the streets and ask,
“my dear, how do you keep your nails so lovely?” To which Angela would reply,
“a lot of tender love and care.”
One day as Angela was applying the 'tender love and care', to her nails, she noticed a strange growth on her left index fingernail. Alarmed she rushed to her mother, who simply said,
“don't worry, it looks like a simple fungus infection. We will go an get some stuff to put on it.” Not being satisfied with her mother's answer, and not wanting the only beauty in her life to go away, she set out to the doctors.
On her way to the doctors, Angela could have sworn she was hearing voices. More people calling her names, she thought? But as she looked down at her infected fingernail, she noticed it had changed. It now looked as though a face had grown where her nail used to be. On closer inspection she saw a small mouth had formed at the bottom of her nail, and two very small eyes, at the top. Angela's first instinct was to scream, but before any words could escape, the nail began to talk.
“Well hello Angela.” A stunned silence fell upon her, its not everyday your fingernail talks to you. “I see you're not the most talkative person, so allow me. For too long have you let people call you names and push you around. I'm here to tell you - no longer will that happen. Me and you kid, are gonna set things right.” Now for most normal people, their initial reaction would be to question their sanity. But for Angela her fingernail was making sense. She had been made a fool of for far too long. Now her and her fingernail were going to change all of that.
By ZeLee
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