After my mother and sister finished shopping, it was already dusk, and my sister was wearing a new dress, and her face was full of happiness.

And my mother took out a skirt suit from the bag, I was a little dumbfounded, it was exactly the same as what my sister was wearing, and the last thing I liked was a skirt, and I never had a dress in my closet until now.

I don't know if my mom doesn't understand or if she doesn't remember at all.

She always likes to follow her own ideas.

In my second year of junior high school, I became more and more withdrawn, had many thoughts of my own, and sometimes even became world-weary. I like to write a diary, and I use a codebook, because only in this way can I write down my true thoughts with peace of mind.

I don't want to express my inner thoughts in reality, because even if I say it, it doesn't work, for example, now.

Because I usually only wear school uniforms, even summer clothes are just shorts, and I feel fat when I wear skirts, so I feel shy and feel insecure.

One of my least favorite phrases to hear is "Are you twins?" They look exactly the same. ”

I don't know how to refute it, but I am very disgusted when I hear it, especially my mother always buys us exactly the same clothes, saying that it is easy to make trouble, afraid that we will quarrel over clothes, in fact, I am not too lazy to choose, I have reacted many times, but she doesn't seem to have listened.

She wanted to raise us as twins since she was a child, maybe from first grade together, or maybe from buying the same clothes......

But I don't want to.

Did she ever consider my feelings, the twins may be one, but we are not, the difference of one year, is also the difference, I am an independent individual, so, always crave respect.

Stubborn me is online again.

"What are you buying me clothes for? I don't wear it! With that, I went into the room and lay down.

But I can still hear my mother's complaining voice, in short, it is those who complain that I am disobedient and the like, and I am tired of hearing it, I am not like an ordinary little girl, I will be extremely happy with new clothes, in my opinion, there are clothes that can be worn, it doesn't seem to matter if it is new or not, after all, I have been picking up the leftover clothes worn by others since I was a child, and I don't feel that there is anything, just wear it.

Everything else is luxury.

Maybe for me.

Maybe it's the influence of my grandmother's thrift on weekdays.

……

In a trance, I embarked on the road back.

I remember it was early in the morning.

Very early, when I went out and looked into the distance, it was foggy, like that Penglai fairyland, and I even felt that it was a little sleepy, very fairy, very aura!

Grandpa drove us to the station on an electric tricycle, it was supposed to be a train, and I really don't have a single memory of how we got back, this memory is like it's gone, without a trace.

I tried to remember, but I couldn't find anything at all, and it was as if I was jumping straight to the next stage.

However, I remember that on the way to the station, the journey was still familiar, and I don't know when I will come back next time.

When the car is driving down the street.

On the side of the road, there is a unique floating house in our hometown, which is a house on top of a small river, supported by several large stone pillars, about two or three floors, which is said to be extremely cool in summer, but what about winter? No one seems to have mentioned it, maybe only remember the merits.

Every time I see these houses on the water, I am very curious and want to go in and experience them, but I don't dare, after all, I don't know the people here very well. At the same time, I was worried about it, I didn't know what I was worried about, so worried.

The house is all the owners have not said anything.

I would think, it's built on water, what if the pillar collapses? What if it's corroded? Will there be water ghosts? Wouldn't it be cold when the water freezes in winter?

A question in the head, shame!