She played with her small dolls in her room. She was always jealous of the dolls, they had such a good family while hers was terrible. She heard her father climbing up the stairs, as she peaked through her door to see him, she noticed something. Red lipstick stains on the collar of his shirt, couldn't have been mother because she doesn't own any red lipstick. The next morning she climbs down to see mother with no emotion and tears. She was drinking from her flask, to forgot father's infidelity. She and her brother left without saying a word. On the ride to school, her brother starts smoking cannabis. She has always hated the smell. He offers her some, but she refuses. "Come on, wont you be a good sister?" During school, her friend brags about her trip with her family. She says her family sucks and that they have problems, but she's seen them. They are nothing but happy. Her parents seem to have an amazing relationship, and her little sister is the sweetest thing she has ever met. Even when they think she's not there, she is still so sweet to her older sister. But her friend is just ungrateful, she is so rude to the Innocent child. She is destroying that little girl's spirit. And she has the audacity to say her family sucks. If only she could see what hers was like is like, she wouldn't be talking then. To everyone, their family is normal, happy, friendly, but they haven't got a clue. Just don't let them look through the curtains. She's seen things that no one else has. They don't know what it's actually like. Dollhouse...
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Crybaby Tales | by Jasmin (Bl0bjazzy) |
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