The Middle Daughter

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             I am a middle daughter not by age but by design my father put me in a box a box at which said I must be a girly girly and learn to be a housewife,my mother took that box off let me play with GiJoes and let be in soccer along with cheer she told me i didn't have to be this girly girl nor tomboy but i just needed to be me,so i my mother's home i shot arrows and learned about cars but fathers i worked took care of his kid wore the clothes that didn't feel like mine.My fathers wife took away the curls that were the only me thing that almost served him my father's home.My mother saw us as precious my father saw us as pressure.The only thing that I ever truly loved about his house was sparing,he let me spar because I had to protect myself.My mother let me shoot guns with her father for I loved them and I could provide my own food along with protect myself in the future

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