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... n could manage.
The sound of innocent giggles were present accompanied by excited squeals.
Away from all the chaos, a figure sat.
A boy no older than ten with a thin frame pulled his knees close as if he was protecting himself from prying eyes but his form only served to garner more attention.
Dust clung to his socks while one shoelace trailed loose.
The others noticed him regardless.
They always did.
He was an odd child and odd things had ...
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