Monday, February 19, 2018

I was born into a world where everything is white. I have read stories of sims called Berries, but my mother Daisy insists that these sims don’t exist. She insists that that our world is only white. We’re called Raw sims since we’re all white. I’m not sue why there’s a name for us if we’re the only type of sims in this world. 

We have no art on the walls...no decorations at all. We have some clutter, but it’s stuff we use like books and shoes. Everything seems so bland to me like something is missing. I just can’t put my finger on what though.

To make things worse, I’m not even allowed outside. My mother claims it’s because I’ll burn easily in the sun. I think she’s secretly ashamed of me.