About being a girl

One day in my tiny house, my family was invited to a party and I was picking what to wear. So I got a blue dress. But my mom yelled at me and grabbed the blue dress and put it back in the closet. She said, “This is not what real little girls wear. They wear pink and wear pink bows.” So I wore the pink dress and pink bow in my frizzy hair. When we got there, lots of little girls were waring other colors. So I saw a red hose and sprayed it at my pink dress. When my mom saw that, she knew I hated the color pink and I wanted to wear other colors. So the next day I was going to my aunt’s big house. So my mom gave me shorts and a baby blue shirt and we were all happy.

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