One morning the girl awoke to boobs she did not have the night before.
The curvy flesh of a woman’s glory grew from her chest, hanging from a cavity containing the soul of a kid still 14. The wisdom inside had yet to match the physical shell, so she could do only what she thought was best. A new profile picture called out to all the boys and coerced girls to type out jealous words of flattery. Still too young to flip burgers, she invested 52 dollars and 64 cents of her mother’s money on 2 new tight fitting v-necks.
Come night the girl went to sleep and dreamt of her 7th birthday.
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