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As soon as I entered to Jake’s bedroom, carrying a plate of pancakes and a glass of orange juice, I realized something was wrong.
As soon as I entered to Jake's bedroom, carrying a plate of pancakes and a glass of orange juice, I realized something was wrong.


"Hey there, buddy, are you finished with your little temper tantrum? I made pancakes…!" I announced as I opened the door.
"Hey there, buddy, are you finished with your little temper tantrum? I made pancakes…!" I announced as I opened the door.
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I quickly embraced him, squeezing him tightly so to never let him go. He sobbed into my shoulder pitifully, as I tried to calm him down.
I quickly embraced him, squeezing him tightly so to never let him go. He sobbed into my shoulder pitifully, as I tried to calm him down.


"It’s OK. It’s OK. Let’s go home."
"It's OK. It's OK. Let's go home."


"I… I want to see my mum and dad!" Jake sobbed.
"I… I want to see my mum and dad!" Jake sobbed.


"Oh, buddy. You know I can’t do that." I said, picking him up.
"Oh, buddy. You know I can't do that." I said, picking him up.


"I miss my mum!" The child cried.
"I miss my mum!" The child cried.
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"I want to go home." Jake cried.
"I want to go home." Jake cried.


"Oh, we are going home. And this time, you’re not leaving. Let’s get your stuff moved down to the basement. We can’t have you breaking windows and trying to escape any more, can we?"
"Oh, we are going home. And this time, you're not leaving. Let's get your stuff moved down to the basement. We can't have you breaking windows and trying to escape any more, can we?"


Jake let out another sniffle, but I hushed him. I’d have to move his stuff down to the basement, and get bars for the windows and a lock for the door, but that would be only an hour’s work at the most. And then, I’d have the whole day to play with my new buddy.
Jake let out another sniffle, but I hushed him. I'd have to move his stuff down to the basement, and get bars for the windows and a lock for the door, but that would be only an hour's work at the most. And then, I'd have the whole day to play with my new buddy.
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