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I remember the day when my dad told me goodbye. I also remember the day when I knew I was never going to see him again. He was a great leader. I couldn't have asked for better dad. Sadly, it's over. I loved my dad. He was super fast, funny, fun, and a good father. It's too bad that, even though I train everyday I'm STILL not as fast. I wanted to make him proud, but I can't.

My mom was really great. She read me stories, she tucked me in at night, and she always treated my cuts and wounds when I was little. When I fell, she picked me up.

I wish I could've made them proud. At least I'm getting pretty good at my hammer skills.

"Hm," I think to myself, "what if there are other kids like me? The kind whose parents are like mine." Then it struck me. "That's it! Tailette would know! I gotta go to her house!"

I grab two of my throwing hammers (should the need arise) and run out the door. Luckily, Tailette's house is only a couple of blocks away.

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