Puppet Hands.
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Hi. I'm Natalie, although that isn't what most people call me. See, I have a very, very rare medical condition. My hands.. they're all short and... well, you know when you fold all your fingers in half and look at your shadow? that is what my hands look like. I talk too much, I know. Sorry if this bores you. If it does, you can move on to a different story because this is mine, and, like I said, I talk a lot. If not, go ahead and start reading. Or don't.
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