GAMORA • Supermarket

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"G-Gamora?" The little girl walked the isles of the supermarket, trying to find her big sister. She clutched her small teddy bear in one hand, a loaf of bread tucked under her other arm. "Where are you?" Her voice was a squeak, barely audible to someone in the next isle over. It usually was quite loud, until she got scared. In those scenarios, the little girl's voice tended to quieten almost spontaneously.

Her chin began to wobble as she saw a woman with her small daughter at the end of an isle. They got to be together, so where was her big sister? She stood there sadly, hoping that Gamora would appear around the corner and take her away.

The woman turned around absentmindedly, doing a double take when she sees the little girl standing there. "Honey?" She asked sweetly, "are you okay?"
The girl shook her head, looking down at her shoes. They were pretty and white- ones that her big sister got her for birthday a few weeks ago. That made her feel worse.

"It's alright, sweetie, we will help you find your family- won't we, Jemma?" The woman looked at her daughter, who nodded her eagerly. Jemma reached a hand out to the other little girl, smiling softly, "if you pass me the bread I can hold your hand!"

The girl did as Jemma said, finding comfort in someone else's hand being wrapped against one of yours. "What's your name, sweetheart?" The lady asked.

"Y/N."

"Well, Y/N, lets go to front desk and have them ask to call your mum over, okay?"

"My sister," Y/N correctly softly. The mother pursued her lips softly.

"Sister." She repeated, looking to Y/N and her daughter. "Let's go."


WRITTEN BY ELLE

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