Five Card Story: Weasel Kid (Me)

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Weasel Kid walked up the stairs slowly, looking through the railings of the stairs and seeing the living room couch. Weasel Kid(Weasel Kid has no gender)walked over to the couch and sat there in dead stare. Suddenly, Weasel kid looked to their side, and saw on the wooden end table, three different Rubik's cubes. Weasel kid picked up one, and looked at it, turning it around. Then Weasel Kid stood up slowly, and walked to the front door and outside. There were leaves on the ground, and the leaves on the plants had little drops of water. It looked as if it had rained and the wind blew the leaves off the trees. Next to Weasel Kid's depressing house, there was a cemetery, that's why it was depressing. Weasel Mom walked out and asked Weasel Kid where Grandma Weasel was, and got a reply of, "Grandma Weasel is making tacos inside." Weasel Mom walked back inside, with a slight smile. Weasel Kid walked to the cemetery, because Weasel Kid likes that stuff, and they went into the cemetery. A security guard walked over to Weasel Kid and grabbed Weasel Kid. "What's your name son?" Weasel Kid said back, "I'm not son, I have no gender, and my name is Weasel Kid." The security guard gave Weasel Kid a weird look, like Weasel Kid was crazy or something. "Just-Just go. Get out. Leave." The guard said letting Weasel Kid go, and Weasel Kid gave the guard a mean look, then walked out of the cemetery.

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Weasel Kid walked up the stairs slowly, looking through the railings of the stairs and seeing the living room couch. Weasel Kid(Weasel Kid has no gender)walked over to the couch and sat there in dead stare. Suddenly, Weasel kid looked to their side, and saw on the wooden end table, three different Rubik's cubes. Weasel kid picked up one, and looked at it, turning it around. Then Weasel Kid stood up slowly, and walked to the front door and outside. There were leaves on the ground, and the leaves on the plants had little drops of water. It looked as if it had rained and the wind blew the leaves off the trees. Next to Weasel Kid's depressing house, there was a cemetery, that's why it was depressing. Weasel Mom walked out and asked Weasel Kid where Grandma Weasel was, and got a reply of, "Grandma Weasel is making tacos inside." Weasel Mom walked back inside, with a slight smile. Weasel Kid walked to the cemetery, because Weasel Kid likes that stuff, and they went into the cemetery. A security guard walked over to Weasel Kid and grabbed Weasel Kid. "What's your name son?" Weasel Kid said back, "I'm not son, I have no gender, and my name is Weasel Kid." The security guard gave Weasel Kid a weird look, like Weasel Kid was crazy or something. "Just-Just go. Get out. Leave." The guard said letting Weasel Kid go, and Weasel Kid gave the guard a mean look, then walked out of the cemetery. 
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