Mom: My child we are going to McDonald’s get whatever you want…Sora: Ok mommy! (I’m 5)Mom: *smiles* mn.k let’s go pick your father up *picks you up**goes to car*Sora: Weeeee!!Mom: *laughs*Sora: mama I want ice cr-ea-m, ch-ic-ke-n nu-gg-es *trying to spell the words out so she can pronounce them*Mom: yes…good job sweetheartSora: mommy, people made fun of me today in school. (She has naturally ginger hair and heterochromia and verypale with huge birthmarks all over her legs (discolored patches of skin))Mom: who!! My poor childSora: a girl in my class named OlivineMom: well tell her I say ‘if you mess with my daughter one more time I will send you to jesus’Sora: but I can’t mommy! She’s rich :(Mom: and they wouldn’t want to mess with me I will murder there whole familySora: mommy what’s murder? And ok! I’ll tell her :DSora: *nom nom* Mommy- *nom nom nom*Mom: ah sorry sweetheart….don’t worrySora: Okii!!Mom: how about we go to the parkSora: YEAHHHH!!!Mom: *picks you up* ready?Sora: mhm!!Mom: *laughs* lets go thenSora: Weeeeeeeeeeee!!!Mom: *at the park* go playSora: *runs to the swings but bumps into someone* I’m so sorry!???: You better be.Sora: Olivine.. Olivine: yeah, oh hi nerd~ *pushes Sora over*Sora: My mommy said she’ll send you to Jesus….Olivine: I don’t believe you *gives Sora a bloody nose and a bruise* run along freak.Sora: …Mom: *notices* *runs to you* *eye color changes to red* aah are you the girl my daughter was talking about?where’s your mother!Olivine: on her private jet with MY DADDY THE MAYORRRRR~Sora: *looks up at her mom* *so much blood was gushing out of her nose that it looked black*Sora: mommy…. *passes out from blood loss*Olivine: whoopsies~ *giggling*Mom: Oh really does it look like I give 2 f’s about what they do?! *catches Sora* *calls Sora’s father* come quickMom: *trying to not kill her* god… you brats don’t know when to stop do you?Mom: she isn’t breathing steady at all call 911…Dad: *on the phone* ok * comes as fast as possibleDad: what’s wrong with SoraDad: ok *calls 911*