Prologue:

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A small girl sits in her chair, crying because she lost her teddy. Elly, sits crying and thinking of her teddy bear, Captain Cuddles, captain of his ship the Broyeur, where he sails the seas of his world, Fairquadium, Elly is only six years old but she has been paralyzed from the waist down since she was very young, but some of the signals from the brain relay to her legs sometimes, Elly is doing several therapy exercises every day to try and help her get her legs back, and Captain Cuddles was a comfort to her when she felt sad. She had never lost him before and was very scared and sad, her mother was scouring the house trying to find him. Her mom said that Captain Cuddles might be in one of the moving boxes that were packed up in the living room.

"I found him Elly, he is in your room"said the soft quiet voice of her mother. Elly rolled her way into her roomwich was right next to the kitchen, because her mother knows how much she loves waking up early and making herself breakfast, she hughes captain cuddles and cries a little more, then her mom hugs her.

Elly and her mom are just moving into this house.. Elly has grown a lot of upper body strength from pushing herself around the house, and pulling herself into and out of her bed every day, without help, her mother works for the Army and goes in every day very early, so Elly barely has time to say goodbye, her mom is a marine corps sniper, fully qualified, who trains in a snipe team, and goes on special ops, in Quantico va.

Her mom is very important to the government and is a high ranking officer, she is slightly wealthy from working for the government.

It was mid July, and it is Elly's least favorite time of the year, she likes winter, the cold air, hot chocolate, and presents, and her birthday was in January, January the 27, plus her father was shipped out to sea in mid June of the last year, and he is still serving our country, he is a nurse, an tends to the wounds of fallen soldiers, he writes letters to Elly every week, making sure she is OK, and asking if the therapy is working.

Elly's mother had recently gotten a letter from a researching station, sponsored by the government that said Elly was a perfect candidate to potentially regain her legs. 


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