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| It all started when I was a little boy. As my fifth birthday approached, I grew more and more eager, wanting more than anything for it to come so I could celebrate it and get presents and cake and... | |
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| ...and then I thought that maybe the next day would be better but it wasn't so I went away for a week but nobody noticed my absence. That's why I'm now paranoid that the whole world is ignoring me. | |
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| Oh, were you saying something? I was drawing a picture of a bunny. | |
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