It was a warm summer day. A little girl and her mom where walking down the street. The mom was looking at a dress in a window of a store. The little girl was walking around behind her mom. Her eyes darted around the street. Her eyes landed. On to men one wearing a completely white outfit with a matching white glove. The other had an all black dress and a black glove. The little girl tucked her moms sleeve "Mom why are the to men holding hands wearing gloves in this weather?" "I don't know sweetheart. Go over and ask." The mom said focused on the dress in front of her. The little girl ran over to the to men. "Sorry sir but can I ask why you are wearing a glove in this nice day she asked?" She asked. The man in white crouch down and answered "You see when I was around your age I burned my hand" She then turned to the other and asked "So why are you wearing a dress?" The man in black chuckled and said "because it is too warm out here." "Make sens." The little girl said. At that second her mom came running over and took her up. She started yelling at the men "How dare you talk to her. You kind shouldn't be aloud around. You are the worst. Devils work!"
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General FictionPeople don't like people who is not like them. In fact in this world people are hunted down for being different and spate on for trying to fit in.
