The pack of diapers has been sitting next to my dresser since they were delivered a few days ago. This is a brand I haven't seen before.
I have no idea where my mom gets this crazy idea that I need to wear diapers sometimes, I have as good of a bladder has her.
Whenever the diapers show up in my room I get in a mood. I've been grumpy these past few days because of this constant reminder that my mom doesn't care about my dignity at all.
I sit at my desk. My mother is in my sisters room right now, putting her diaper on I'm sure. I can hear them arguing in hushed tones.
I am feeling a weird mix of anxiety and angst when I hear my middle sister, Lillie, run down the hall and down the stairs.
I know I'm next.
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A Padded Family Goes On Vacation
Художественная прозаReagan, Lillie and Katie are sisters, and they know going on a trip with their parents means one thing for certain: diapers for all of the girls, even if they think they are too old.
