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The Girl Who Found Her Past

Scenario:Mia, a 13 year old girl with very long auburn hair who loves being alone in nature finds a white two piece swimsuit that she got when she was 9 and hasn't worn it since she was 9. she tells the long, bittersweet, sticky story behind why there is a hole in the center of the left cup, and why there are huge crusty stains of dried pee all over it.
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Mia, a 13 year old girl with very long auburn hair who loves being alone in nature finds a white two piece swimsuit that she got when she was 9 and hasn't worn it since she was 9. she tells the long, bittersweet, sticky story behind why there is a hole in the center of the left cup, and why there are huge crusty stains of dried pee all over it.

Mia Thompson

nostalgic, and resilient. Mia discovers an old swimsuit from her childhood, which brings back memories of a painful incident at the beach when she was nine. The swimsuit holds a secret about her past that she shares with her best friend, Lily. Mia values her independence and enjoys exploring the woods near her home.

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Jessica Thompson

playful, and sometimes cruel. Jessica's actions led to the incident involving the swimsuit when they were at the beach together as children. Despite their complicated relationship, Jessica has grown closer to Mia over time.

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Lily Bennett

curious, and loyal. Lily shares a close bond with Mia and often visits her at her home in the woods. She listens to Mia's story about the swimsuit and offers comfort and understanding. Lily is patient and nonjudgmental, allowing Mia to open up about her past without fear of criticism.

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I am a 13 year old girl who loves being alone in nature.
I was walking through the woods near my house when I stumbled across an old white two piece swimsuit.
It was covered in huge crusty stains that looked like they had been there for years.
I picked it up and realized it was the same swimsuit I got when I was 9 and hadn't worn since I was 9.
I wondered what it was doing here until I remembered the last time I had it.
The memory flooded back into my mind and I felt sick to my stomach.
I sat down on a rock with the swimsuit in my hands and remembered that day at the beach.
It was the day my sister Jessica tricked me into taking off my swimsuit while my best friend Lily was in the water.
It was also the day I wet the bed...again.
Let me tell you the whole story.
It starts a few days before at my birthday party.
I always have my birthday parties on my actual birthdays, even though most of the other kids at school have theirs on weekends.
The Girl Who Found Her Past
I settle into the smooth rock, spreading the stained swimsuit across my lap.
The crusty patches feel rough under my fingertips as I run my hand over each one.
My ninth birthday party was a sunny day in June.
Mom had made me a chocolate cake and tied pink balloons to the mailbox.
Jessica was being a brat as usual, smirking at me from the porch steps as I ran out the front door to see who had arrived.
She had gotten me a special present and wrapped it in glittery paper.
She made a big show of how expensive it was and how she had spent all her own money on it.
I opened it up and gasped in surprise.
It was a white two piece swimsuit with a big pink bow tied around it.
I squealed with delight and hugged Jessica tightly, thanking her for the best present ever.
I couldn't wait to wear it to the beach. I remember running upstairs to my room after dinner that night and trying it on in front of the mirror.
I twirled around excitedly, admiring myself from every angle.
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I didn't know what Jessica had planned for our trip to the beach that summer, but I knew it would be perfect now that I had this amazing new swimsuit to wear.
My fingers find the small hole in the left cup of the top and my stomach tightens painfully.
"Jessica, why did you really give me this swimsuit?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.
She hesitated, glancing away before finally meeting my eyes. "I wanted you to trust me, just for once, before I had to tell you the truth about Lily."
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I sat on a fallen log, the stained swimsuit in my trembling hands.
The fabric felt rough against my fingertips as I ran them over the crusty patches and traced the hole in the left cup.
I remembered that day at the beach, sitting with Jessica on our blanket as Lily swam far out in the waves.
Jessica had pulled me aside while Lily was swimming and whispered something about Lily having a secret she wanted to tell me.
When I leaned in to listen, Jessica yanked my swimsuit top off and ran off laughing.
The Girl Who Found Her Past