So, as everyone knows, I'm from bossatronia, a planet far far away. Well, it was. So when I was little, my parents put me, like many other parents did, in a little shuttle, to send me of into space. They did this because they wanted me to live, because bossatronia was crumbling to bits. I was a little baby at the time, but they even put little bosses up to ten year old inside of such a pod. But all the pods separated and ended up in several parts of the endless space. But, oddly enough, many pods landed on earth. I was found by two loving people, who think I'm just a human child who was lost. And I am glad they found me, because they are taking great care of me. I really love them and they love me, so that's good. I'm happy my real parents did this, give their lives for me, because if I stayed there, I would've died. But yeah, that's my little story.

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