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All Grown Up

Author: Peach
last update publish date: 2026-08-27 09:14:54

*ERIC*

Ten years.

Ten years full of tears, drama, parental guidance, and plenty of goddamn patience.

And the time had finally come.

My little Sour Patch was finally walking across the stage and going out into the world as a grown-ass woman I was somehow still going to end up financially responsible for.

Graduations were stupid.

Not because they didn’t matter.

They did.

Obviously.

But whoever decided hundreds of families needed to sit in folding chairs for three hours to watch their kid walk acr
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