Little Boy

Little Boy

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His tears froze to his cold cheeks as he sucked in a breath of air, the sharp sting spreading throughout his numb body as he lied there helpless once again. It was his birthday, and he was alone again. It was his birthday, and he was cold again. It was his birthday, and he wouldn't have another one again.
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Reborn

At birth the little boy opened his dark blue eyes and looked around without opening his mouth. When the -inconsiderate- doctor gave him a slap on his buttocks instead of crying a "tch" escaped his lips while an irritated grin bloomed on his face. He had seen them through the glass, just as he had seen more doctors and nurses, and immediately turned his eyes in the opposite direction, frowning at his brows and lips. That was going to be a big nuisance. He did not use to bet but that was not a bet but an incontestable reality.

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