-Flashback-
"Mother. I feel very strained wearing this intolerably intolerable excuse for clothing " Said Four year old Physalis, pulling at her new black velvet cardigan
"Quiet Physalis, know your place" Said Her mother, Syna
Physalis stayed quiet, keeping her eyes on her black mary janes dangling off the seat, with anger in her face
"Wipe that look off your face before I do it myself" Syna threatened, glaring at her daughter
Physalis looked up at her mother, blinking twice, slightly smiling. Syna sighed and forced her attention back to the ceremony, Physalis watched 4 men carrying the cherry wood coffin, only being able to see their heads, She hopped off the wooden bench before being pulled by her pigtails down by her mother
"Oh for the good lords sake. Will you act like a proper lady for 5 minutes child?" Syna said,
The little girl crossed her arms and turned to lay on the bench, eventually falling asleep
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Syringe
Mystery / ThrillerShe'd look down at the little girl's rosy cheeks, splattered with the little girl's own blood , the little girl hysterically crying. "What a shame.. She was such a good girl" The woman's crooked smile was the last thing the little girl saw. all that...
