The front stretches open and a rush of cold air goes inside along with a blinding light. Her small hand reaches down and plucks you out of her pull-up. Your eyes readjust and you see that there are many other children sitting around with each other. They're all 4 year olds, some boys some girls. "Ooh. Look at that one" One of the boys says. You realize that he's talking about you. You look at each of the children. They seem..
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