The Mum and the Brother are already present in the living room.
Mum: “I need to talk to you”
Brother: “Yeah what happened?”
Mum: “Erm, how can I say this?’
(Rabia walks in and the atmosphere in the room changes and everyone goes quiet).
Brother: … “(Rabia) why do you carry that old bag with you”
Rabia: “What’s it to you?”
Brother: “what do you mean what’s it to me? You look like a freak show with it. Normal kids your age don’t carry around old bags”.
Rabia: “And what? Maybe I’m not like them. Normal”
Brother: “what?”
Brother attempts to take the bag of Rabia
Rabia screams
Mum: “Leave her alone”
Rabia runs out of the room
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