Follow the story of eight chosen people and their journey through their lives being considered "special". (I do not own any of the pictures, but the ideas are mine.)
"Papa hurry up! We need to beat momma and sis before they get to the pool!" I yelled excitedly.
"OK buddy, but slow down before you tri-" "Ow!!" "to late. Are you OK?" My father asked with a slight chuckle. As we arrived I noticed the same old red ribbon that my sister wears right at the entrance, along with my mother.
"Slow poke! How long do you plan on making us wait." mocked my annoying sister. Well I'll just have to tell her off then.
"Robin, how many times do I have to tell you not to call your brother names," my wonderful mother said, "besides it's all his father's fault for being overprotective of him." She said with an all knowing tone. But what she didn't know is, well actually, it was my fault. If I didn't trip then we would've been here already.
"But momma, it wasn't papa's fault. It was mine because I slipped and fell. So please don't blame him." I said, and to make sure it works I used my ultimate move. The puppy dog look. It works every time. It worked, and papa gave me a fist bump then said "I'll pay you back."
"Don't forget that papa." I said with an evil smirk.
"OK team let's go!" Papa yelled. Guess he didn't hear me. Oh well to the pool we go.
After the twelve year time skip
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