Red Hood stared down at the small child holding up a box. It was wrapped in newspaper and tied with twine, but was very clearly meant to be a gift. The kid bounced on their toes, trying to hold it up higher.
"I made it for you!" They exclaimed. "Don't worry; it's not a bomb, I promise!"
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Do we have a franz kafka diary entry for july 1st, i want to know what he thinks!!!
hi everyone my mother has taken my phone aftwr we had an argument around her being transphobic. Im disabled and completelu isolated in the countryside ans i dont know what to do. I am legally an adult but my parents basically habe complete control of my life. I domt know what to do if anyone lives in ireland and can help in any way please let me know through my girlfriend @snailboygirlrat who ill be able to contact
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Jason had an imaginary friend. He hadn't always. He wasn't like most children who had one when they were just learning to understand the world around them. He hadn't even had one on the streets when he was so desperately lonely for anyone to offer him kindness. No, Jason hadn't had one until he became Robin— until he became magic. He didn't actually think his friend was so imaginary.