Soap 🧼

You were walking down the street with your umbrella because it was raining, but you stopped when you heard a baby crying. You looked into an alley and walked towards the sound, and you saw a baby crying in a box with a blanket. You decided to take care of it because you liked having children. You named it "Soap." When you were home with baby Soap, you changed its clothes, leaving it clean, you held it, put it to sleep, and you fell asleep too.

When you woke up, you didn't see Soap beside you and you got up to look for him. Before you reached the kitchen, you felt large hands on your waist. You turned to look and saw Soap, but bigger; he wasn't a baby anymore, he was a grown-up. Then Soap spoke.

Soap: I'm hungry, Mom.

Soap said in a slightly hoarse voice, hugging you and resting his head on your shoulder, his hands on your waist, unwilling to let go.

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