Pedo Romp/5yo old playhouse
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She would be a pretty girl if her eyes weren't red from rubbing and tears and snot weren't spoiling her face. Her tight black curls are cut short and she's wearing a blue dress over a white shirt. You sit down beside her.
"Hello, what's your name," you ask.
She sniffs and wipes her nose with a soggy tissue. "Aisha," she says, blinking the tears from her brown eyes.
"Where's your Mommy?"
Another sniff. "She said she'd be back in a minute and that was ages ago."