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When I'm an adult I want a big house. With a pool.
The house needs to be red, unlike mom's and dad's.
I want a big garden, with an apple tree and a swing.
A cozy bedroom, a door I can lock and a bed I don't have to hide under.
A nice kitchen with cupboards where I can put something else other than wine and beer bottles.
A bathroom where I can cry without being bothered, where no one would see my scars in the mirror.
And I want to have a cat, a black one.
And I'll be happy.
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