Hunted kids

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Perl

"I'm home.."
Not like anyone cares.
Oh. My nanny would but it's not her day to work.

I absentmindedly slung my bookbag on the grand living room floor

All the riches a kid could dream of and nun of it makes me happy.

Now that's rich.

To be fair.. I haven't made my family happy in a while neither.

I closed the door with my boot and when the click escaped the sound department I slid my boots off and plopped on my bed " ahh~ bed how I love you"

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" baby,glad you could join us for dinner"
"Yes mother I'm famished." Perl delicately walked over to the large table. One foot in front of the other. Lean and proper. Gracefully. She made it to the middle of the table and did a small bow

" I great mother and farther,sister and brother I see you both look lovely." Her sister grinned in sastification as she puckered her lips to apply a new shiny coat to her bubblegum pink lips. The shade of pink her older sister used for lipstick was always a radiant color. Her brother payed her no mind as he fidgeted on his phone and perl took her seat.

Her big blue and white dress ruffled as she say down and her tied blue flats squeaked. Perl grabbed her salad fork. She sat up straight and adjusted her posture. Her long black hair was tucked away in a lovely bon like ponytail.

It was shiny and flowed down her back. Perfectly healthy hair,accompanied by a bright white bow. The perfect doll. Her mother praised her and per bathed in the compliments and admiration.

" But this isn't you." She looked past her sister making faces at her small mirror. "This not us." Perl lifted her head and looked and swayed her hand at her past self and the frozen scene around her .

" we don't need their approval. Their admiration." Perl had chopped hair. Barely shoulder length. A big change from her hair that went down to her behind and past it. Never going past the top of her knee. "Why I never.."

perl muttered confused as the new and remolded perl laughed and clapped as the oversized black ish pink sweater swayed with her. Perl looked at the girl in her ripped leggings pinkish skirt and dark big boots.

The many creepy hair accessories dotted her . The memory un froze and played automatically as perl looked at her old self. Her reflection. " Buttttt,pumpkin what is this?" Her mother asked throwing a magazine on the table.

" Chic punk fashion" read the title as it had many girls in dark clothing and sporting dark lipgloss and her sister shuttered at the sight" eww that's sickening!!" Mom get it away I can't dare to look at those horrible plad colors!!" Her mother ignored her cries. Wanting to address the bigger issue at hand

" well,perl?"

Andddd chap is doneeee🤸🏾‍♀️💕

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