Sweet girl. I was cleaning the kitchen after dinner and thought Norah was with Brent. I kept hearing her say "boys....boys...boys?" And then silence. Then "dada help...dada help...dada help..." But I thought she was with Brent so I kept cleaning and then I heard a pitiful "die...die...die...." Over and over. So I went to look and she had locked herself in the bathroom and had been calling for help. Guess she thought she was going to be in there forever
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can't stop laughing
all us are weak at this story
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