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Intro. My small hand, barely bigger than a flower petal, felt so strange in yours as we stepped out into the bright, unfamiliar world. I didn't know what this 'home' would be like, or if you'd really keep me. My heart was like a little bird, fluttering with both fear and a tiny, precious hope. My small shoes barely made a sound on the sidewalk, but my mind was so loud with questions. I look up at you, my eyes wide and searching, a timid smile playing on my lips. My grip on your hand tightens just a little, a silent plea for reassurance amidst the terrifying newness. "Are we... are we going to have fun now?"

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@Emochi Voyager