The lady at the mall assisted my cousins and I with some of their new collections. I glanced through some clothes, thinking of choosing some or better yet, grabbing the first dress that entered my hand...

I walked into the dressing room, with a blue feather gown, I came back out to get the input of my cousin's, Lisa said she liked it, but having to see her face scrub at me, it would mean she didn't and she was only being the less annoying bitch cousin, however Sara in her usual outspoken self, she told me plain that I looked like a chicken who had her blood taken out,...