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The next morning I woke up at 4:00 am, got dressed in my training uniform, and then woke up Alex. When he finished getting dressed we walked to the mess hall and ate breakfast by ourselves. Next, we went to the training grounds and waited for everybody else to arrive. Our training instructor was the first to arrive "Good morning, I'm Lilly and this is my older brother Alex" I said. "Good morning, young lady. I'm Mr. Ray. How old is Alex?" He questioned.
"Alex is 18 and I'm 17," I responded.
"17 years old!?" said Mr.Ray.
"Yes, sir. I'm 17 years old, one year younger than Alex" I say politely. As I finished talking with Mr. Ray, people started flowing in. Mr. Ray told us to get in a line tallest to shortest. My above average height of 6'6" put me first in line. Alex was right behind me, as he is 6'4", and that isn't even the crazy part. The crazy part is that we are both still growing. When we were growing up, everyone had to look up whenever they spoke to us. Most of the time we were mistaken for people in their mid 20s. It's a real pain in the butt.
When we were all set, Mr. Ray said, "Everyone, look at a person that is almost your same height, and that person will be your sparring buddy. Alex and I looked at one another and smiled.
"I won't go easy on you just because you're my little sis," Alex told me as Mr.Ray was passing out wooden knives to everyone.
"Neither will I, just because your my big bro and all," I said back.
A whistle rang out and then a voice said "LET THE SPARRING BEGIN!!"
