Imagine;

Piper hated her step-mom.

Piper hated her dad.

Piper hated her step-brother.

Piper hated the memories from the old house down the street.


The one she had her first kiss in.

The one she lost her virginity in.

The one she conceived her child in.

The one she said she was going to burn down.


Piper liked to imagine she lived in a world where no one existed to tell her what to do.

Piper liked to imagine the father of her unborn child could be there for her.

Piper liked to imagine the world could be undiscriminated against girls like her.

Piper liked to imagine the her world to be perfect.