Reminiscing

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******* I'm holding her in my arms. She's so small and looks so frail. She looks a few days old rather than almost three months... How is she so petite? While making funny faces at her to laugh, I accidentally hit her arm a little. She starts crying immediately, and I start panicking. I didn't think I hit that hard, but her arm it's bruising. Not knowing what to do, I call for my mother. "What happened?" "I hit her, but it was a mistake. I'm sorry..." "I know, sweety. It's okay." "Why is her skin purple? I- I didn't hit her hard..." "Your sister is a little sensible, Ry. It'll pass." "Was I like that when I was little too?" "No, love. But she was born earlier than she was supposed to, and for some reason, she's very delicate. Don't worry about it. I'm sure she'll be fine whe

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