Author: CharmChaser PM
Pretty Girl doesn't understand why people laugh at her, but she goes to look in the mirror, to make sure she still has two eyes, two ears, a nose, and two lips, just to make sure she's still Pretty Girl. After all, she doesn't remember anything else.Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Hurt/Comfort - Chapters: 3 - Words: 1,903 - Reviews: 1 - Favs: 3 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 05-16-12 - Published: 05-11-12 - id: 3021490
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I was born on the 23rd day of July.
My middle name is Lynn, and I think its really pretty. Rachel Lynn.
My favorite color is pink. My bedroom walls are pink. Well, they were. I wanna ask Emilie if we can paint the walls pink in the new room. Me and Emilie are gunna share a big bed, and the blankets will be pink, and our shower curtain will be pink, and the rugs will be pink, and maybe I'll put a pink hairbow in Charlotte's hair someday.
I like pink very very much.
Babies are born with pink skin, and piggies are the cutest when they are pink.
I think Emilie said her favorite color was blue. She said that she liked it because the sky was blue, and the ocean is blue, and some eyes are blue. She likes blue eyes very very much. She fancies a boy with blue eyes, and his name is Samuel. Emilie tells me everything.
But Charlotte doesn't tell us anything. Its so sad, I don't know her favorite color! She likes dark things, I don't have the slightest idea why. She won't like a pink room, probably. But that's okay! We can do a pink and brown room, and her covers can be brown, and the rugs can be brown.
Charlotte gets her own bed, of course. One time, I slept with her, and when she woke up, she was screaming because she was scared or something.
My favorite animal is a deer. Because one day Emilie and I were watching TV and Bambi came on, and I think Bambi is the cutest little thing I've ever seen.
I'm nine years old, and I'm about to start the fourth grade. Emilie told me that second and fourth grades are just review years, so I will be relaxed often.
I secretly think that fourth grade will be really really hard.
My favorite month of the year is July. My favorite day of July is the 4th. Thats my most favorite holiday ever. Emilie thinks that it shouldn't count as a holiday, but I think its even better than Christmas.
I like the fireworks, how loud they are. They are pretty, too. The temperature of the night air is perfect when mixed with the heat from the fireworks. Not to mention that I love the smell of smoke.
I'm very glad America declaired independence in such a warm month. Its perfect for swimming, and the cool breezes feel really nice. Emilie always gripes that its to warm for her in July, but I honestly don't mind it much.
I think that macarroni and cheese is the yummiest thing on Earth. Whoever invented it is my most favorite person ever. Its so cheesey and squishy. I like how you can swallow the noodles without chewing and it doesn't hurt your throat. Its good warm, its good cold, you can eat it all year long, and its sweet and salty.
I hate jeans. I like skirts and shorts.
I love chocolate.
Emilie is bossy most of the time, but I still love her.
Charlotte cries on her birthday every year.
I feel bad for her.