Some people have a good life, some people have a great childhood, well some people have a roof on top of their head. But not me, I lived in my car, worked in the local library, I was no one, add to that being a little doesn’t really help my case. It was all going to hell, until I met them, I’ve met her first, then her husband and they wanted me, homeless, bookworm and all. 
This our story, our adventures, and our love. 
Contains ddlg and mdlg, you’ve been warned. 
Apologies for any misspelling and grammar mistakes.

Bookworm Little

I didn't like it when daddy wasn't here, mommy had to work, and I had to play alone, I didn't want to play alone. I wanted to play with mommy and daddy and go out with them, maybe go to the park and play with Henry again.

But no I couldn't do that, I had to stay home with mommy, our day wasn't very good going, mommy ended up punishing me with a timeout. I didn't appreciate the punishment but at least it wasn't a spanking I don't like those at all. Mommy gave me a hug and told me it's all over, we sat together and watched TV with me cuddled against her chest with a paci stuck in my mouth.

We had our dinner together with daddy still not here, I pouted wanted him back, she tried to give me a bath but I fought her wanting daddy back. That only earned me a slap on the bum and an order to get in the bath, I went there and she washed me, my body, and hair.

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