"...You have a bug on you sweetie..here." She gets a wipe and you watch as it gets bigger and bigger until it surrounds you, you feel her pinch you off of your sisters face. In one way, you're happy to finally escape your sister, in another, you're terrified of what she will do with you. You feel the wipe being carried without much thought across the day-care, in an instant you feel it dropped. You feel yourself pulling the wipe as it parachutes down. Finally it hits the ground. You stand up and look around..
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