I wake up in my colourful childish(or is it adultish?) bed, it’s been a few weeks since I moved to Childult, and I feel so happy and carefree! I’m already in pull-ups, and have already mentally regressed to an 6th grade level! I get up, and decide to start my day. As I have no children, I’m being raised in an orphanage, waiting to be adopted by some parent less kids.
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