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when i was a kid i lived in a big old manor and there was an old closed-off laundry chute and my parents let me cut an old piece of carpet to fit inside and then decorate it and use it to house all my secret stuff like cool rocks and one christmas someone got me a shelby which is like a Furby but a clam idk they were branching out I guess and I tried so hard to take care of it but it was never satisfied so I stuck it in the chute and whenever I showered for weeks I could hear it calling from behind the bathroom closet door….calling for its mother……locked away for a sin that wasn’t its own….some sort of modern, infant medusa, the millennial Prometheus, accursed child

I abandoned it.

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