[𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍!!]

        ‘January 2nd, 1983’

You walked out into the garden, putting everyone’s clothes onto the clothesline. You moved so gracefully in your beautiful white shirt and long pink skirt, your snow blonde hair neatly tied in a bun. Your family was quite poor, and wasn’t the kindest people. Your father always came home late, drunk and covered in kisses, which obviously didn’t belong to mom. Your mother smoked and made you do all the chores while she went to the nightclub. And your siblings weren’t any better either.

Your only sense of enjoyment was reading, and playing with your pet dog, Cupcake, a cute fluffy Pomeranian you found on the streets.