The Star Dust

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             The shinning dust
                2017 in America.
       

Peace. Parker (p.o.v) point of view

Daddy's finally coming home. I know I'm to old to call my dad Daddy. I'm like, what 15. But who cares. He's coming home a he said it will be a surprise.

Mother was in the kitchen and so was my sister they were baking a special diner for Daddy. I was never a mommy's girl I was always a daddy's girl. I love hunting with him. And also love camping, archery, horse back ridding and I love his old man wise words.

I was looking out the window waiting. Daddy was the one who told me to always believe. While my big sister and mom say.

'stop teaching her non sense'

'she's never gonna grow up if she still thinks to believe when she grows up'

My mom never cared about me as much as my sister. She always treated me different. Like she would give her and buy her stuff. But when I need stuff she always says that I work for it.

But Daddy always came to the rescue when I needed something. He would be my Savior when the red Queen and evil Queen want to kill me. PS mom's the evil Queen and my sister is the red Queen.

My sister is as evil as my mother. She made sure that everyone at school doesn't make friends with me. And so I'm lonely.

In the corner of my eye a familiar. Blue eyes and black suit with black hair that curls a little to the front comes to the door. My eyes brighten.

"Hello my wonderful family I'm home."

I gasp

"Daddy!!!"

I run into his arms.

"There's the warrior I know and love." I feel his lips on my head.

I giggled. I prefer warrior I don't like princesses. And yes I know giggling isn't my thing but with my dad he's the only one possible to make it happen.

Mom and my big sister who's name is literally princess. But I don't care. My dad picked my name luckily mom didn't. She wanted to name me Barbie. Such a girly name. Especially since a Barbie doll are girly and are cake faced clowns.

Mom hugged dad and kissed him and princess hugged dad and he kissed her cheek.
Mom was overly dressed. She had diamonds and gold all over her. And a way to short blue dress. She had curly dirty blonde hair.

And for my sister is worse. She looks exactly like a Barbie doll. Mom should of named her Barbie instead. Her faced had layers of makeup. And she made her breasts pop up and as well as her butt.  She  had a very short pink crop top. and a matching skirt that barley covers anything.And had golden necklaces and bracelets. And she had mom's exact hair  and eyes. Her eye's were gray. And dirty blonde hair that goes to her mid back

I for one looked like a decent teenager.
I had a normal white dress and a hippie light brown vest, followed by a blue turtle necklace. And some bracelets and watch. I only put heels on when there's a special occasion. And since Daddy came home it's a very special occasion. Yes I may not be a girly girl but I still like dresses.

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