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eleven.

my own mother has never been too kind to me; she wavers like a coin dropped in a pool. she meets akilah and sticks her nose high in the air. I want to say: how dare you infringe on this good person in my life! how dare you dirty her beautiful name with your wicked tongue! but akilah does not mind; she keeps on with her ways.
"your mother doesn't bother me." she says, and I know she is lying.
""your mother's behavior does." there is my girl, always truthful.