"So you're telling me someone came out of nowhere and stole your cart?", Julys father asked. "Yeah, I swear, I don't even know why". "That sounds a little exaggerated honey, you do have a large imagination", July's mother responded. "I mean, I don't even remember bringing a cart". "Me too honey".
July felt annoyed. Her parents were so careless, how could they forget about the cart? Do they even remember what they were in the store for? All the clothes in the cart? Pushing around the cart while looking around for the uniforms?
July wondered how she didn't end up with her parents memory. As she mentally laughed to herself, July started to wonder about the guy who stole her cart. Why would they even steal it? They didn't look homeless, and there were only girls clothes in there anyway. Maybe it was a dare?
Where there any other people there? Well, any other people that look like they'd make some dude do a dare like that. As July pondered this, her fathers car started to park. "Okay, it's been an awfully long day, and I'd like to quickly make dinner-I mean, brew some potions", July's mother said. "Of course darling, come on everyone, I have a newspaper that needs reading.
"W...what ever, I-I'll be in m...my room", July stated. July wasn't going to wait around continuosly telling her parents about the cart incedent until they believe her, instead she'll use this time to ponder what the guys friends would look like, if this even was a dare. Her parents'll bring her dinner later. How does July know this? Well, she locked her door, no way does she actually trust her parents to know when to give her space.
They never know. As July got comfy in her bed, she started pondering. Let's start off with clothes...
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July
General FictionJuly is what people would call a miracle. As soon as she was actually a baby and not just whatever goes on in womens stomachs, she got out. She had to stay in the hospital for a while, and she's still not perfect. She still has a feeding tube, still...
