Just had a family thing for Noelle's birthday.
Some of the kids ate cake on my bed.
And then they traumatised my cat.
They thought it funny on both accounts.
Anyway.
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She wanted to be recognised, to be considered, to be a factor.
She didn't want to have to leave home because it wasn't hers anymore.
Why did some have two homes while she had none?
It really wasn't fair.
They always told her, nothing is fair, life isn't fair.
That, she decided, wasn't true at all.
Some things were fair - many things. This just wasn't one of those things.
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