When I was 11 y.o, I was coming back from a friend's party with my mom. It was already around 10 p.m and drizziling. We were walking down the street, when I spotted a girl under a tree, crying. I alerted my mom and we approached. From what I remember, she shoud've been around 6-7 years, and was wearing a pink and quite untidy coat (I could't see st......
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