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    Mother puts her little girl in her winter attire; wanting her to experience the joys of the snow. She knew it was time to let her explore, but not without some preparation first. She looked in the closets, and the depths of the house to find the perfect layers, for her perfect girl. The girl, now barely visible through the bunches of clothing, turns to her mother and hugs her. Saying in a sweet voice
    "I love you"
    Her mother nodded and hugged her.
    "I love you too"
    The Little girl set foot on her journey
    Creek
    Crunch; Crunch; Crunch.
    The little girl Found some of her friends and played with them. Making snowmen, having snowball fights; you know, the works. All was fine until,
RRRIIIPPP!
    Her "friends" took away her winter coat and ran away from her. Alas, the little girl didn't notice and walked on. 
    She found two other girls just like her. One had blond hair and was very assertive, the other was a brunette and friendly. Since the little girl was lonely, she walked along with the other girls. The blond girl looked at her clothing; as if she were a robber looking at a priceless diamond; rarely making any positive conversation. The little girl didn't mind though, she was happy to have friends again. The brunette smiled and talked with the little girl, talking about life, and family, and the things they liked. You could see in the blond girl's eyes that she was getting jealous of the brunette and tried distancing the brunette girl from the little girl. She said things like
    "She used to be my friend but then she got mean" or "you like her better than me don't you?"
    How could the little girl know who she liked more or less, she just liked them both. Eventually the blond girl pulled the little girl farther and farther away from the brunette.
    Crunch; Crunch; Crunch. 
    Looking up they see a billboard, full of swearwords. Some, not even the adults would say. Sure there was the occasional "god-damn" or "fuck" but there were some that wouldn't seem as bad. "Dick" "gay" "drag" the girls read them allowed. Once they became bored.
    RRRIIIPPP!
    
The little girls sweats ripped on a nail. She didn't look back
The girls eventually found a boy who was shy and passive but if you listened carefully, he was pretty funny. The little girl pulled him along to join their group as they walked on. The boy seemed to split the blond girl and the little girl apart, bring the little girl closer to the brunette. there was no way that the blond girl was going to have any of this, so she pulled the little girl aside and said     
    "I know you like him, but he is a jerk, trust me" 
    There was no reason not to trust the blond girl so she decided to distance herself from the shy boy, but she did so reluctantly. 
    Crunch; Crunch; Crunch.
    Farther and farther they walked; seeing different people, but none to join the 4; Until they ran into another girl. This one however was big. She was different from the other people that they walked past, being nice and easy going (even the blond girl liked her, not seeing her as a threat) . She tagged along and together they walked. Life couldn't be more perfect for the little girl. 
    The group took a rest to play in the snow, and to get to know one another. they played their little winter games, skills were taught to the others. Another group of people came by seeing the behaviors of the group. Laughing at them. Taunting them.
    "oh look at them, Playing in the snow, they aren't doing it right, they are too weird"
    They came over to them, no one could see good intentions in them 
    RRRIIIPPP!
    
They came up to them one by one, to rip off their clothing
    Soon another group came over
    RRRIIIPPP!
    
And another
    RRRIIIPPP!
    
And another 
    RRRIIIPPP!    
    
Like clockwork these groups came in ripping off more and more of their clothing, sometimes it was small pieces, sometimes big chunks
    The little girl began to feel cold and decided to walk on while the others were playing in the snow. 
    Crunch; Crunch; Crunch...THUD!
    
The little girl tripped on a computer. She stopped and debated if she should open it or not. Once curiosity peaked her enough, she opened the computer and it spoke to her.
    "hello beautiful"
    "hello"
    "I'm cold, can I have a piece of your clothing please?"
    The little girl was hesitant. The little girl was cold too. She remembered all the people that made her feel cold, and thought 'maybe the computer is like me.'
    RRRIIIPPP!
    
Off came some of her pants. The computer thanked her and vanished. Replacing it were more computers. Some were as nice, some were nicer and gave her their pieces of clothing (but those were few and far between.) Most were aggressive and just ripped them off her body, even if she said no. The worst ones were the ones that would make her feel guilty for not giving them what little cloth she had.
    RRRIIIPPP!
    RRRIIIPPP!
    RRRIIIPPP!
    T
he little girl's family came by and ripped off her clothing
    Mother said: "I cannot believe you gave those computers your clothing" Rip! "Why wont you mind?" Rip! "For Fuck's sake stop stuffing your face" Rip!
    
Father said: "Don't you care about me?" Rip! "You have to do exactly what I don't" Rip! "Look what people are keeping from you" Rip!
    Even her sister joined in on the fun with: "Look what she did" Rip! "Look at how much of a nuisance I can be to steer attention away from her" Rip "I don't care about anyone but myself" RIP!
   Even gypsies decived her by not only taking away her money, but they to Ripped! off some of her clothing  
Soon she was left with little. 
    Her friends came up to her and saw her. Most of her friends saw how she was, and even new friends that had came around throughout the journey. She saw they needed some clothing too so she gave them what she could. With graditude most gave her some clothing. All except the blond girl. She had changed. at least at the time it seemed like it. What she did was almost unforgiveable.
    "How could you not give me more cloth then them?"
    "I thought we were best friends?"
    "your so selfish, after everything I did for you: I consloded you when someone took away your clothing, I gave you advice, without me, your nothing"
    She tried to grab on to the little girl pants. and the little girl was furious
    "Me? selfish? HAH! You always told me what to do, You kept me away from really cool people, you LIED to me about them, these people were so nice as to give me what little cloth they had to keep me warm. but you? You wanted more. you couldn't give up to someone who was obviously freezing their ass off out here in this hellish weather. if anyone deserves to freeze its YOU!" The little girl grabbed on the blond girls pants and with a might tug they Ripped right off of her.
    Everyone was dumbfounded. People were now looking at them with shock. She just tore away at someone, she stood up for herself, she now has power. Even she was dumbfounded. She took the cloth and attatched it to herself. The rest of the group left the blond haired girl behind. 
     Then the little girl became a beautiful woman. one that everyone tried to get a piece of. Some did, others she got a piece of. Her friends came and went, as well as her clothing, but she met someone. A little boy. with a sewing needle. She stiched her clothing together and stitched the little boy's clothing as well to make new layers. The little boy, along with her friends kept on walking
when they reached their destination; the snow melted away, and their clothing was stronger.

Hey there,
I just want to say that this isn't my typical story. This thing is a giant metaphor. So if you don't get it, I understand. If you want to get it, message me, then I will help (by message I mean note me. I will go into detail) This was a spur of the moment thing. just kindof popped into my head. Please favorite it, and share my works with others. I want people to know what I write. I also accept critiques. so note me if you have a critique about it. PLEASE COMMENT!!! I NEED to get better as a writer. and you people help me
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