The little sen on the main street was now six years ago. But she still remember it as if it was yesterday. She missed her mom. Her mom got deadly ill few days after the encounter. A week later she was dead. Her dad got a new wife only few months after that. The new wife was not nice to her. The new wife had a distaste for her and treated her like everybody treats Them. It did not help she felt like melting out of her skin when she looked in a mirror. "Mary. The food is ready" The maid yelled. "Coming" she answered. She was about to go out the door when a thought hit her what if I am not a girl? A burning pain went through her hand and a triangle could be seen on her hand. "Come on Mary" She did not know how she knew but she knew her family could not see it.
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Ficción GeneralPeople 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.
