I put on my dress as I looked at myself in the mirror. I was wearing a long beige dress.
Since White lost his value a couple of nights ago...
The top section showed a lot of cleavage, preventing me from wearing anything underneath it. It was embroidered with white flowers. The long skirt was a neutral beige. My mom had laughed at me, saying I looked like a hippie. But I really liked it so I decided to wear it anyway. When my mother was not looking, I placed a little hex bag behind my skirt. Which I should be needing in a couple of hours, if my nana was correct. Of course, my mother did not want my Nana to be present today. So I had already said my goodbyes to her. I killed me, knowing that the one person I actually liked in this place was not welcome to see me for the last time.
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