My Fault

1548 Words

Flashback: Two months after working in the daycare. In the vibrant chaos of the daycare, the air buzzed with the squeals and laughter of children, a sharp contrast to Misty’s usually quiet world. Sunlight spilled through the large windows, casting playful shadows across the colorful mats that dotted the floor, where toddlers chased each other in a game of tag. Misty adjusted her grip on the tablet, scanning the digital files belonging to the staff while keeping an eye on a particularly rambunctious cluster of kids. “Hey! No throwing toys!” she called out, her voice steady yet firm. A small boy, with tousled blonde curls, paused mid-throw, the dinosaur figurine suspended in the air. “Not even at Timmy?” he protested, pouting slightly. “Especially not Timmy,” Misty raised an eyebrow, crossi

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