the awkward one

My mom and my sister look alike. They both have complexions with hues other than red. My sister and I used to look alike. People would ask if we were twins. Then she grew up and started to look like mom. Amber told me that I only look like mom when neither her or I are wearing makeup. Ouch.

A bum pointed out to us that I am much paler than them. Thanks bum, I know. And that’s why I didn’t give him sixty cents.

There’s always that one person: in every family, the one that never did quite fit in. Being different isn’t all bad: for all I know, the one with the great hair and the one with the better tan are envying the awkward girl with the great height.

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  1. holly.
    you are delusional.

    amen.

    You are gorgeous.
    And your mom…that's just wrong…she is so young and beautiful.
    Your sister is darling.

    Now. Who has the most money. That's what's important.

    Not.

    You must feel awkward because people stare at you cause they think you're a SUPER MODEL!

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