One grey afternoon. Two little girls in KDM. Both couldn't be more than four or five years old. They always stick around together. I assume they are sisters. Or bound to be sisters by circumstances. Big Sister was sweeping dried leaves with a broom which was taller than her and Little Sister was playing with dirt when another girl came and made Little Sister cried. Little Sister ran to Big Sister and hugged her feet. Big Sister lost her balance and fell down, but instead of getting mad she said,"Hey, let's make a face with those leaves!" Almost immediately Little Sister stopped crying.
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