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So hello to all my goodies who have clicked on this shit. Well I don't know how glad I am that you chose this to read. Even by mistakely yet you chose it. *Laughs * I think I am gonna be mad.
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EDITED (The pov of the person iswhenshe is around 12 years so the wayof writing has been developed like how child during that age reacts)
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10 years ago.
I sit down holding the storybook provided to me by my parents assuming that just because I am a girl, I must like girly things. They even painted my room in baby pink. I look up at the ceiling where the pink fan is rotating, flowing air into the closed compartment. It makes me feel agitated like seriously pink? I. Hate. Pink.
