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"*Sniffle*.... *Sniffle* mmph."

My small body trembled as I cried in a corner,  thrown away from a small miscalculation.   I was supposed to be a smiling critter,  but they couldn't come up with a name to match an Otter Fox to a music note.   They don't even match.    The result?
A silver Otter Fox with a Bronze music note necklace cast aside,  a misfit that no child would want to play with. 

But that wasn't the worst of it.

I used to be a child living in Playcare.
The moment I was ripe for the picking was the moment where they took me away,  never to a child again....

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