Heart of stone
my papa says handing me a sippy cup of blood in it, my dinner, the thing I don't like drinking.
"I'm not hungry" I lie, I was hungry, I didn't have any lunch, and haven't had any blood in few days now, which isn't good.
"Try to eat a bit for me baby" dad says, holding me tight in his arms, pushing the cup in my hands, helping me take the first sip, it's only the first sip that got me to start drinking, me and Andy are the same when it comes to eating, they might force the first sip on us, but once we start, we'll drink the whole thing on our own. And that was the case with me again, I drank the whole thing, I was starving, with dad holding me, I didn't want to stop, their encouragement, had
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