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𝐀 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫, 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬.
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𝐒𝐀𝐌 𝐏𝐎𝐕📍: HOME𝟏𝟎:𝟐𝟑𝐀𝐌 • 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐆𝐎, 𝐈𝐋

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𝐒𝐀𝐌 𝐏𝐎𝐕
📍: HOME
𝟏𝟎:𝟐𝟑𝐀𝐌 • 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐆𝐎, 𝐈𝐋


Sa_mariaaa
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"I'm so pretty." Sa'maria complimented herself, the set of her eyes viewed her singular picture she newly posted on her instagram feed, a brightened smile plastered widely through her face as she proceeded to stare at her alluring self.

Sliding out of the social media platform, the female exhaled out a flat toned sigh. After minutes of persuading, heavily pleading her dad to let her stay at home from school, she instantly regretted it. With Alexis being at the educational building, Ramiyah being at the hospital, she had no one to call on during these times.

"I'm so hungry." Sa'maria mumbled off to herself, her sigh turning into a tough groan as her stomach rumbled violently for a couple of seconds. Rising up from the seating she had on her mattress, she slipped her feet into the pink Versace pool slides her dad previously gifted her, proceeding to make her way out of her room and down the stairs, into the kitchen.

Walking through the modern furnished living room of hers, she trailed herself all the way into the open kitchen. Her hand wrapping around the circular knob to the door of their small pantry, twisting the silver source until it displayed open in front of her. Leaning herself into the minimum, yet spacious space, her hand reached out to grasp onto the family size of the 'Honey Nut Cheerios' out of the various bunch of cereals it sat in between.

Placing the cardboard, squared, animated box into the crease between her arm, her other hand attached to her free arm pressed against the white, skinny door, closing it back shut. Walking further to the center of her kitchen, she placed her phone, as well as the cereal box down on the marbled countertop to the island, proceeding to trail herself to the cabinets that contained dish-ware inside of them.

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