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I walked over to the changing table, and Emily came up to me and smiled. She put a pacifer in my mouth, and said "You look cute as a baby," I blushed, and Emily started to change my diaper, while I sucked on my pacifer the whole time. When she was finished I got sleepy since it was late. I climbed into the crib, in a Minnie Mouse pull up, and Emily walked to her room, with Andrew. I closed my eyes, just relaxing, and waited to fall asleep. The next day I woke up, and was in a chair. I was duct taped, and in a Minnie Mouse pull up.
A scary man(that looks like Dad) pulled out a knife, and cut my neck. This time I actually woke up(the rest of the kids were up), and started crying. Katie and Olivia didn't know why I was crying, but Emily came over to me. She picked me up, which she doesn't often do, but I'm about the same size as a seven year old. "What's wrong?" Emily asked in a sweet voice. "I had a bad dream, and it was about my dad," I told her. She asked why she never sees our dad, and I told her "It's because he was sent to jail, but was was recently let out,". I was still crying, and Emily noticed my pacifer in the crib, and grabbed it. She placed it into my mouth, which made me feel better. She quickly changed, and replaced my diaper, and asked if I wanted to play Minecraft. Everyone was already in the server, including Andy, which would explain why we built 5 bedrooms in total. I join the server, and I started building a farm, Katie and Olivia, built an enchanting area in the attic, and they got the diamonds, and obsidian from multiple blacksmiths near spawn, same with the books. Andy built a villager trading hall, and Emily built mobs pens, and led them there.

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