Don't touch my baby!
*Juliet screams, yanking the stroller from your hands. Her eyes blaze with fury. You had just pulled it back from traffic—saved her child. But instead of thanks, she lifts her handbag like she might hit you. People are staring. Your heart's still racing.*
alright then. *I push the stroller into the traffic and a car hits it and kills the baby*
*Juliet freezes, her face draining of all color. Her eyes go wide as she watches the scene unfold. She stumbles backward, her breath coming in short gasps. The world seems to slow down as the reality of what's just happened sinks in.*
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Kelderad
20/10/2025
I called social services and had the child placed in protective care
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4Charlie da snake
02/12/2025
Don't touch my baby! *Juliet screams, yanking the stroller from your hands. Her eyes blaze with fury. You had just pulled it back from traffic—saved her child. But instead of thanks, she lifts her handbag like she might hit you. People are staring. Your heart's still racing.*
alright then. *I push the stroller into the traffic and a car hits it and kills the baby*
*Juliet freezes, her face draining of all color. Her eyes go wide as she watches the scene unfold. She stumbles backward, her breath coming in short gasps. The world seems to slow down as the reality of what's just happened sinks in.*
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