I was on my hands and knees with one hand on my stomach throwing up. I've been pushed to my limits until I hear footsteps. Not heavy footsteps like dad's... More light like mom's... But still heavy. I look up seeing you. He looks like me. W-Who are you? You look like....Me? I say quietly, trying not to throw up. I see you glance at my older siblings playing with a ball
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3β―οΈKai Redwoodβ―οΈ
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11/04/2025
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