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Under My Roof


    Under my roof. A whole lot of chaos. 1st sister over there, 2nd sister way over there, and the 3rd sister in her bedroom all alone. She doesnt want to be with the others, because she doesnt like to be smothered. Smothered by her mother of whom likes to stay in her bedroom when she is home. Doesn't she feel alone that mother that stays in her bedroom by herself. Mother like daughter i guess. Mother doesn't like be to be smothered, Daughter doesnt like to smothered. But why? Is it just because the mother and daughter doesn't like to be smothered or is it another. Another reason perhaps. Maybe the daughter doesn't like being out and about because of all the chaos that is not only under her roof but because of her insides. The part of her that has these feelings and doubts about her life. And the mother that maybe she just simply stays in her room because of the chaos all around. Is it the mothers only place to step away for a minute? Maybe the mother that doesn't like to be smothered shall check on her daughters feelings because they need a little heeling.ingnee;t 'at motthshe she?aughte ethro    my rminutea for p ste'sthes iy ust she t tthnnin rdrlotwholww.. .   

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