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"I'm a prancing unicorn," the blonde haired girl in a pink ballerina outfit on the Television set said. Bad enough someone else said it at the same time. Pyshce' was slumped in the lazy boy watching Dexters Laboratory. She really need a life. Thats what she told herself. Each time she got bored she pop in one of her sister records into the VCR and watch it.
This time however was different. This time she was tear streeked. Her body ached from trembling and things falling on her. For the first time she was using the TV as an escape from reality... the horriable reality.
The cartoon numbed her mind enough so she wouldn't have to think of what just happened. For two hours she was content with life. It wasn't until her baby brother crawled onto her lap that she wepted. Why? Why? Why on Devi' birthday.
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