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"There are just times where I feel like I don't fit in in either side." Amelia explained. "I mean... it's not just the diapers and warm milk. I have several quirks I don't really tell others about." She blushed a little. "Like at night... I still sleep with a stuffed animal and a nightlight."
"I understand that, but what if I need help?" Amelia asked as she got up. "I'm still not entirely sure what to do on the potty." She said, realizing how ridiculous she sounded.
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