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Okay?

´Okay?´

That was what first came to her mind when she relised she was a baby. The thought of this being a dream or a hallusination didnt come to her mind since she knew deep down she was indeed a baby. A helpless creature, that was alone in a room in a cradle. There was no window nearby, she could look out off. 

Although being a baby didnt bother her, she wasnt amused spending time by looking at the ceeling. Honestly who would want to be alone with their thoughts.But luckily she didnt have to suffer any longer since she soon fell asleep.

She wasnt pleasend by being woking by the sound of a screeching door. She turned her head towards the intruder. It was a women in her 20s wearing a blouse and jeans. Her black hair in a pony tail and a resting bitch face. 

´´Seems like your up" 

The women went to the cradle and picked up the child inside. She gave her a bottle of milk before leaving. Thats it. The baby was alone again. Alone with nothing but her thoughts keeping her occupied. 

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A whole week had passed. A women in a maid uniform would come change her diaper when the baby had to let lose. She was given two bottles of milk and a slice of whit bread eachday. The blackhaired women was nowhere to be seen.

Since the baby was alone, she had alot of time looking around. She noticed how the ceeling was quite high and he room quite vast with just the cradel innit. there were no toys, no desk, but just a window as a light source. 

Unable to take it anymore the baby decided it was time to cry. No reason. Just to see what would happen if she threw a tantrum. She opend her mouth and let out a big scream. She wnt on crying till the door was opened and the blackhaired women showed up. The baby notied her eye bags. The women went to the cradle and gave her a pacifer before walking out again.

´Wow. How coldblooded´

This went on for a year, before finaly one day the baby was picked up and brought to a diffren troom.

It was the babys birthday. Still having a pacifier in her mouth she was put on the carpet with a birthday cake in front of her. Nobody else was there. Just her and the cold birthdaycake.

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