Amna slammed her bedroom door shut and flopped into her bed. “It’s not fair!” she mumbled in frustration, her voice muffled by the pillow. The reason was that her mother had refused to let her buy new clothes for an outing with her friends.

The thought of going out wearing the same two dresses she always wore made her cheeks burn with annoyance. Sometimes she changed the dupatta, or took a stole with them, but they still looked the same.

Later at dinner, her mood seemed to worsen. She pushed away her plate filled with warm chapatti and vegetable curry that her mother had made.

“Again this? Why do we always eat the same thing?” she complained in an annoyed tone.

No one answered her, so she slowly began eating her........

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