Baby For Sale

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Side note- I am highly irritated by readers who criticize Auggie's speech. 99.9 percent of
children do not speak with not with 100 percent fluency as a child. And I'm sure you critics aren't in the 1%.

Children have to still learn to put sentences and words together to the slow folks. So if this chapter bothers you, don't bother to comment. Better yet, don't read. And actually go research children's speech.

Just like the idiots who criticized  the way Aug talked. Thanks to the readers who clarified I wrote his dialect. Nobody talks in complete sentences, if they did conversation would be robotic. Therefore I'm not gonna write it that way.

I am a nice author, but I am no longer putting up with disrespectful ass critics who don't vote on this story anyway, but like hearing the sound of their own voices.

Your negative comments will get deleted and you will be put on mute. I'm done with the games.✌️

And to my loyal babes as always love you! Enjoy.

Auggie POV-

Five months later

"Hey mommy's strong man. Hey baby." Amiri giggled and kicked wildly as mommy lifted him in the air.

I got on the bed and watched them hoping mommy would notice me.

"Mommy do me." I laughed.

"You too big A3. Tell him Miri say he too big." She rubbed her nose against his.

He grabbed her hair.

"Miri." She laughed loosing his grip.

"A3 can you hand me Miri's bottle off the dresser."

"Aw man." I sighed and got off the bed to get it.

That's all mommy wants me to do now is get stuff for Miri. I no like being a big brother anymore. I wanna be the only boy.

"Hey Mama's strong man." She touched her nose with his again and he kicked his feet.

I got her his bottle hoping she would notice and add me to their playing, but she only took it and said thank you. Then went back to playing with Miri.

I no like this. Mommy doesn't spend time with me anymore since we brought Miri home.

This is unfair. I no want him anymore. But I don't know how to get rid of him. Maybe Sata can help me.

I got off the bed and walked across the hall to Sata's room. She was playing tea time with her dolls.

I hate girly games. I miss O. He would play boy games with me.

"Sata me need your help."

"I'm having tea time. Go away." She said scooting in the chair of one of her dolls.

"Mrs. Nugget you are right on time." She told the doll.

". It's an me-mergency."

She sighed. "What?" She said with an attitude. "You're interrupting my tea time."

"Me no want Miri no more."

"What do you mean you don't want Miri?"

"He uh-noting."

"Like you." She rolled her eyes and poured one of her dolls fake tea.

"Can we give him back?" I asked, hoping we could.

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