She didn’t stick around for the ones with the soft voices. The ones that asked her what she would like to do on a Saturday. She felt safer with the ones who didn’t pause to let her think. It was easier this way. Better even. She didn’t mind the shouting so much, but she did miss her friends. She missed her family. But her Mother understood. She too, asked permission before buying a new teacup for the house. Alia knew something was wrong. She knew something had to change. But we always welcome the Monsters we know into our homes. Better those, than the unknown.
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