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Day 287

Of course she was late, she always was, anywhere she’d go. Lily adjusted the puffy sleeves of her dress, the only one she owned, and sat down next to her brother. She knew she would be berated for being late, but it's not her fault that she had to fish this awful dress out of the back of her closet. A few breaths later, she settled into her seat and was given a disappointed look from her two elder siblings. Lily always wished that she was the oldest, maybe she’d have more responsibilities, but at least she wouldn’t be criticized by her older siblings. She had always been different in her temperament from her siblings, never as witty as the others. She was much better known for her free spirit and hatred of rules, but these traits weren’t seen as valuable by the people around her.

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