Hearing the horrendous crash above, she started to jump then relaxed .

“New neighbors, “she thought to herself and kept on reading the anorexic journals of celebrities,  which most people just called a fashion magazine.

So engrossed in the pretty, petty lives of the beautiful she didn’t notice the  screaming of her mother from the other room . Truthfully she tried to ignore her so often that it had become habit .

“Louder and louder is the key to my heart, mother dear ,” she grumbled to herself as she reluctantly got up .

Flinging her bedroom door open ,the dark eyed girl stared at her mother who only stuttered  “I didn’t do it .”

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