"We are going to Gant.""Like this?" I look at my sister dressed in leggings with a greasy hair on her head.
"I'm better dressed than you." She raises her eyebrows up and turns her head.
"And what would a girl in Gant want?"
"I don't know, something." My younger sister shrugs.
"Isn't normal clothing enough? One of the t-shirts can feed a family of five for a week. "
She shrugs.
She doesn't care.
"You're such a lazy and spoiled baby!" I glance at her.
"Fool!"
"Dumb-ass!"
"Prematurely born"
She put her lips into a smile.
I know what follows.
"F-F-fat ass!"
I'll jump on her.
I'm already touching her throat, but mom opens a car door and barks to stop fighting.
"She started." A twelve-year-old utters who doesn't even know what is three times three.
"I said stop!" The woman in the front seat scream and ties a belt on her Hugo Boss coat.

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Autophobia |VOLUME 1| [EN]
Cerita PendekAUTOPHOBIA: "Fear of oneself does not depend on intelligence, education, economic background or profession." A story about how difficult it is to navigate life if you're a teenager. In a world full of materialism, competition, terror and high schoo...