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by D. M. Larson
I watch TV and see those happy families with the little baby who's takin' its first steps or saying its first word. Them folks make such a big deal out of those things. They laugh, they cry... all 'cause they love their little hairless baboon.
(Pause. Grows sad)
And I sit there all that time and wonder... who was there when I took my first step? Who was there when I said my first word?
I doubt if my first word was mama or papa. I'm sure it was four letters though.
(She chuckles a little, then sighs)
I don't care about them... And they don't care about me. But who really cares anyway.
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