I was living in the late nineteenth century Victorian era. I was living with my family, but it wasn't my real life family. This family that I was a part of was well off financially. I was wearing a giant frilly hoop dress of burgundy color that would have been popular in those times. I looked in the mirror and I looked completely different. My hair was done up in dark barrel curls and I had dark brown eyes and was considerably shorter. My dad then came in and announced that we re moving to a plantation in Tennessee. I was very upset as we were packing up the covered wagon. I then decided to rebel and I pierced my nose. But to my dismay, people actually liked it and I started a trend about 90 years premature.
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