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A little girl walked down the street. She wore a colorfull, bright dress. Alongside the streets walked people, busy to get to work. Suddenly she felt there was something wrong, not the needle-in-the-hay type wrong, something majorly wrong. But she couldn't figure out what. So she tried asking one of the passengers. He just walked by without noticing her. She tried a few more passengers, but they didn't notice her either. So she tried standing in their way, but they just pushed her away. So the little girl wandered of, silently crying. She could have sworn something was wrong, more like a missing type of wrong. A little girl walked down the street. She wore a colorfull, bright dress. Alongside the streets walked people, busy to get to work. Suddenly she felt there was something wrong, not the needle-in-the-hay type wrong, something majorly wrong. But she couldn't figure out what. So she tried asking one of the passengers. He just walked by without noticing her. She tried a few more passengers, but they didn't notice her either. So she tried standing in their way, but they just pushed her away. So the little girl wandered of, silently crying. She could have sworn something was wrong, more like a missing type of wrong.
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