The Dreaded ‘B’ Word

There is a shift in the wind. I can feel it. Mom hasn’t said anything but I have a really good idea what’s coming. The dreaded ‘B’ word in this house, in any house really. I don’t like baths. I think it should be outlawed. Just ‘cause some book says I am suppose to be white doesn’t mean I have to be white all the time. I don’t mind being an off color. I think I am at my best when I am right out gray. I don’t know why Caillee needs to get baths too… she is dark. You couldn’t see dirt on her anyway.

Unhappy,
Josie

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