Dollhouse.

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They think we're perfect.

A perfect family.

My mom is drunk.

My dad is a cheater.

My brother is high.

We hide it with our dresses and doll faces.

We hide behind the curtains of our dollhouse.

They're blinded by the jewelry.

Only I see the truth.

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