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Alice is both a very good and a very bad girl.
Sloth.
She hates to do her chores. She hated mopping up the blood shed y those unlucky enough to wander into the house. She hates sewing the dolls to hold their souls too. If she had it her way she wouldn't do any of those things.
"Lazy brat sits in her room all day sewing dolls!"
Wrath.
Is she could she would kill them both. She has these thoughts when she's a bad girl. She hates the way they punish her with unimaginable cruelty. She sometimes fantasizes about taking her sewing needle and jabbing it through their heats but she doesn't. She's just too good a girl.
Envy.
She wishes she was free like them. The people on the outside were free to go and be as they pleased. They didn't have to be afraid. They didn't have to watch as other's were killed. They got to be real people and not perfect slave puppets. She envies them.
Gluttony.
They're starving. She knows this. The people under the stairs were starving. Roach was starving. They were all starving but she, oh she got to eat. Even when she gives some of her food to Roach she still keeps some for herself. She even has Roach risk his life and steal her some food on occasion.
Lust.
She watched Roach sometimes. When he eats, sleeps, and bathes. He only bathes once a month but she watches him. She watches through the vents as he lathers soap all over himself, everywhere. She wishes that he does that to her. She wishes that he'd throw her down onto her bed like Daddy does and ravage her.
Pride.
She is better than them. They were bad so they got punished but she is a very good girl. She is good even when she defies Mommy and Daddy by feeding Roach, attempting to save the people that break into the house, and even dares to dream of escape. She is a much better child than the people under the stairs and she knows that this is true.
Greed.
She has everthing she could ever ask for. Dolls, clothes, and parents who love her very much. She needs more though. She keeps everthing but needs more. She wants more love from her family but since she's not a perfect girl she doesn't get it. Sometimes she wishes that Daddy would kill more people just so that she could sew more dolls. The dolls love her very much. She knows that they want their freedom but she won't ever give it to them. She needs their soul's love more than they need their freedom.
And she knows she's going to end up in that cellar eventually.