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[leaveittomother]

[She couldn't help but make a post after remember certain things, even if it's been a while.]

Children are odd creatures, aren't they? Running around as if they own everything around them. It's actually adorable. Their sincerity, their innocence... I've worked with them for years but I've never quite realized that's why.

Maybe it's because I've started remembering the child I had in my previous life. Speaking of which, if anyone has seen a silver-haired girl around twelve or so with multiple facial scars please let me know. I'm afraid I don't even remember her name yet.

It would be a shame to be kept in the dark about her.

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[leaveittomother]

Isn't it? Especially when I have a foster daughter in this life as well. Thank you, I do appreciate it.

[courageofheart]

I have 4 children but Im also remembering 4 completely different children in my strange past life... its to much sometimes!

[leaveittomother]

Oh dear. That does sound like quite a handful.

[courageofheart]

Its distresing. I feel more and more like Im failing somehow.

[leaveittomother]

You're not in this situation because you want to be. It's not much comfort, I know.