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Where it started... probably Pt 2 After they were done, I gestured immediately to try to rub it all off. But my sister pointed her finger at me and said, 'No! You have to keep it on for the whole night. It's part of the party rules.' I had to walk around the house like that for hours. When my mom got home later that evening, I heard her come in and I just froze in the hallway, hoping she wouldn't see me. No such luck. She rounded the corner and stopped dead in her tracks. I braced myself for her to get mad at my sister for messing with me. But she didn't. She just looked me up and down, a little smile forming on her face. She walked right up to me, put her hands on my shoulders, and said, 'Well, look at you! Don't you look pretty?' She touched one of the clips in my hair. 'Such a good sport for your sister. And what a lovely shade of eyeshadow.' She wasn't mad at all. She actually seemed... proud? It was so confusing. She just told me I looked beautiful and sent me off to bed, makeup and all.