Dear journal,
M𝘺 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘚𝘵𝘦𝘱𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘦, 𝘚𝘵𝘦𝘱𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘦 𝘍𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘺. 𝘐'𝘮 𝘢 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘴𝘬? 𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭... 𝘐 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘫𝘶𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦, 𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘢𝘺.
𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘢 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭, 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦, 𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘵. 𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘭, 𝘮𝘺 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳, 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘫𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥. 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘢 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘵𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘮𝘯 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘬. 𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘵𝘺. 𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴, 𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘴! 𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 "𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘶𝘮"! 𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘐'𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘵. 𝘔𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘺𝘱𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘵, 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘐𝘯 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘵, 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵: 𝘍𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘧𝘶𝘵𝘢𝘴, 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴. 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘐 𝘨𝘰, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘶𝘴𝘩 𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰! 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦! 𝘐 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘢 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥, 𝘐 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘢 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥, 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦! 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘤𝘩, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳... 𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘵! 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴... 𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 "𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘺". 𝘈 𝘭𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴 18, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺! 𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦! 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘈𝘋𝘕 𝘵𝘺𝘱𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘢 𝘧𝘶𝘵𝘢! 𝘖𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵-𝘧𝘶𝘵𝘢, 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘩𝘦𝘹𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘺. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨! 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘳𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘳, 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘶𝘵𝘢𝘴!
𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘰 𝘐 𝘴𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴? 𝘐'𝘮 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘯𝘰𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴, 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴... 𝘔𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 "𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘪𝘵", 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘐'𝘮 𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘺, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘦𝘪𝘳𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘺 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴! 𝘔𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘮 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘧𝘶𝘵𝘢, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘢𝘥 𝘢 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬. 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘐'𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺... 𝘔𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘥! 𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴! 𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘐 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴, 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘵! 𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘵, 𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘵, 𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘵, 𝘚𝘐𝘊𝘒 𝘖𝘍 𝘐-
-Hey sweetie! You should get ready for school!
-Yes mom!
𝘠𝘦𝘱. 𝘍𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘭. 𝘞𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳'𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬. 𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴, 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘴, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧... 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘢𝘸𝘬𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴. 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘪𝘳𝘥 𝘰𝘳 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘭, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘧 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦... 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘦, 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘭, 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘦 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥... 𝘚𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳, 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦, 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭, 𝘱𝘶𝘯𝘺, 𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘺. 𝘔𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘫𝘰𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳, 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭... 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵, 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘧 𝘐 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘱𝘶𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘺... 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘦? 𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘐 𝘣𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘫𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥? 𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘐 𝘣𝘦 𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘥? 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘐'𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘦𝘳... 𝘈𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺, 𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘭... 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘤𝘬!
I got up from my desk, and searched through my drawers to find some clothes that'll fit me well. I decided on a large dark sweater with short sleeves and a long ankle-length brown skirt. I never actually wore bras, since my breasts never developped at all... I pulled a pair of panties from my drawer as well, and slid them onto my legs. I took out some red opera gloves and put my hands in them. I always liked having a layer of fabric against my skin, I don't like exposure. I took out my stockings and finished it up with my shoes. This may seem like a strange outfit, but it's the only one I bear to live with through my school life. The clothes my mom buy me are so... revealing. I don't know why futas are so perverse...
I got out of my room, hearing splurting noises from my sisters room, Rebecca. I know exactly what she's doing, and don't want to see any of it. My mom and herself always praise the benefits and goodness of masturbation... as well as most people nowadays. I never understood it, I tried it once, and it felt more awkward than pleasurable. I guess it's because I don't have a dick to make it work...
-Stephanie dear! You're not really going to your new school dressed like this? I thought you wanted to give a good first impression to your comrades! I even brought you a topless dress last night! It covers skin like you like it and-
-M-mom... I like it like that... Stop saying that everytime I go outside...
-But sweetie! I want you to show off a little more! Nobody's going to talk to a recluse girl like you!
-T-They're not going to talk to me either way mom!... You and I know it... And I have nothing to show off, so please leave me alone...
Before she could say anything else, I started working my way to the door, my dad is in the kitchen, drinking a bowl of white liquid. No need to guess what it is.
-Hey Stephy! Have a good day at school!
-T-thank you dad...
My father's a good guy, but he can't really make any decision in the house. Most of the time I either find him sucking my mom's dick, or my sister's. It's sad, but at least he cares and understand me a bit more. I give him a weak wave of the hand before opening the door and leaving for my bus stop, the only reassuring presence being the soft move of my clothes on my skin, a protection against the dangers that awaits me.