First Mark

I looked at the rest of my face then noticed a black finger mark on my lips. I looked closer, wiping at it making sure it wouldn't come off. Panic began to set in. I raised my hand, rubbing my fingers through my hair until I saw it. A black hand mark On my wrist.
I moved my hands down then stared at my right wrist. I rubbed my skin roughly, my siblings must have gotten black paint. Yeah that's it. I tried to reassure myself. Running over to my closet, I grabbed some clothes and awkwardly got dressed. I threw my long ginger hair into a high ponytail and threw my clothes on. Even though I was just going downstairs, It was best to get ready for the day. I looked in the mirror, fixing my jean booty shorts and crop top.
I put on a fake smile, until I noticed the third mark. I handprint of my waist. "What the hell?!" I shouted and ran downstairs.