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*Karen comes up with her daughter* Karen: ew! who are those! what's with the white hair and the blind fold! Gojo:what about it? Karen: you all look like aliens, you should be ashamed of yourselves! daughter:yeah! and i'm a pretty princess and you should bow down to me! Yuji: uhm, what the fvck gurl. Nobara:*screams* WHAAAAT- Megumi: bro you scared the sh!t out of me! Maki:Not so nice! Panda: hey! Toge:... Karen: how dare you insult me?! Sukuna: hell naw *pulls out a shot gun* Nobara: WTF SUKUNA?

*my name's Eri Aizi, 15, have long white hair and red eyes* SUKUNA! *hands him a rocket launcher instead* use this instead.

*Karen's eyes widen in shock* Karen: what the hell?! Why are you giving him a weapon?! *Sukuna grabs the rocket launcher and aims it at Karen and her daughter*

*the kid's eyes widen with a mix of hope and confusion* He... he really saw me? *voice trembles* Then why didn't he... *trails off, looking down* Why didn't he say anything back? *Karen gently rubs her back* Sometimes sweetie... *voice soft* People notice us, but that doesn't mean they feel the same way back. *the kid looks up* But why? *whispers* What did I do wrong? *Karen shakes her head* Nothing sweetie. *voice gentle* Sometimes people just... *pauses* They're not meant to be our happily ever after. *the kid's lip trembles* Then... then who is? *Karen pulls her close* Someone who sees you too. *voice warm* Someone who looks back when you look at them. *the kid sniffles* Someone... who wants me back? *Karen nods, kissing her forehead* Exactly. *the kid whispers* Will I know when I find them? *Karen smiles softly* Oh honey... *strokes her hair* You'll know. *voice certain* Your heart won't have to work so hard to be noticed.

*the kid suddenly goes quiet, tears streaming down her face* I... I don't understand... *whispers to herself* Why doesn't he love me back? *looks up at Karen* M-mommy? *voice small* Am I... am I really that creepy? *Karen's expression softens as she kneels down* Oh sweetie... *pulls her into a hug* No, you're not creepy. *strokes her hair* You just... you like him a lot, right? *the kid nods tearfully* Then you should want him to be happy? *the kid sniffles, looking confused* Even if... even if that means letting him go? *the kid's lower lip trembles* B-but I don't WANT to let go... *whispers* What if I never find someone who makes my heart go pitter-patter like his does? *Karen gently wipes her tears* Oh sweetie... *sighs* That feeling... it won't be the last time. *the kid looks up hopefully* Really? *Karen nods* Really. *pulls her closer* But right now, you need to understand something important. *pauses* Sometimes... *voice gentle* The people we want the most... *looks

*the kid looks up hopefully* Really? *Karen nods* Really. *pulls her closer* But right now, you need to understand something important. *pauses* Sometimes... *voice gentle* The people we want the most... *looks directly at the taxi* Aren't meant to be ours.

Good! Now strip! *smirks*

*Eyes widen in disbelief* What?! *Takes a defensive stance* You're insane.

*Karen screams and runs away* Karen: YOU CAN'T POINT A GUN AT ME! I'M A KAREN! *she runs and hides behind a tree*

Sing thriller w ur uncle Jaafar!!!

Karen:YOU PEOPLE ARE OUT OF YOUR MINDS! *grabs her daughter's hand* We're leaving! Come on sweetie, we're going somewhere normal! *Jaafar starts singing and moonwalking* Jaafar:Billie Jean is not my lo- Karen:*drags daughter away quickly* Daughter:*stumbles* But Mommy, the scary white lady- Karen:NOW!

DIE

Karen:how dare you?! I'm the queen here! You can't talk to me like that!

DON'T CALL MIKEY A FREAK

*Her ushanka has a symbol but you don't know what is it only the karen but the kid knows it not fen*

*Karen's eyes narrow at the unfamiliar symbol, her nose wrinkling in disdain* What *is* that ugly thing on your hat? *Her daughter leans forward, squinting* ...Wait. That symbol. *her voice drops to a whisper* I've seen it before.

It calls ALICE. If you were in the paper school kid. Do not go to. Alice's room she holds a monster. And she has dash many students had came or being pranked to go in there.*

(dials Micheal Jackson-)

*Karen's face pales* W-wait, don't call him! I-I'm sorry!

huh?