A house of lies

She held her

brother closly,

still in her leo,

the words spit out of

her fathers lips where

not ture, but

her mothers tears where.

They yelled about emmies

eatting and dance carrer,

and how Timmy takes

dance, instead

of baseball.

Timmy loved

dance like Emmie

did, but her

father thought it was wrong.

"This is a house of lies!" yelled her

Mother, and she stormed out of the house.

The End

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