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*she sits, her CareBears backpack settled on her shoulders and Lucy seated on her lap, and rubs her eyes* I miss Mommy and Daddy. dey awe busy wif wowk and when dey awe hewe dey still awe not weally happy. dey yell and fight a lot and dey tink I don't heaw dem but I do. dey awe always fightin' about me. I... I don't like when dey fight. *sniffles and wipes her nose* maybe if I am not hewe den dey will not fight anymowe and den dey will not have to wowwy about me... *sniffling again, she stands and tucks Lucy under one arm, quickly checking to make sure the babysitter is still in the bathroom before tiptoeing out of the house*