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Oh boyy...
I cannot believe Sansa. Carlos is literally holding onto his last shred of patience. He really really does not want to spank Sansa today buy she is testing his patience. I am scared for her. "She just needs a good bubble bath. O will get her clothes and run the water and we both can help her bath. She loves that and that will cheer her up!" I chime nervously throwing a pleading look at Carlos. He looks back at me with a look that says this is the last time he is not doing anything. I pray Sansa doesn't do anything for the day. Carlos is really really mad. And I am super scared for my little sister. I run up to her room to get her clothes and run the bath when I look at the room. It's like the room has suffered a tornado attack. f**k f**k f**k. There is no way I can put the room back toget
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