4.A drive to know me

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👽Amber

There was a tiny hole in between the child safety seats. I peaked through the hole and found my parents sitting in front of the babies. Little me saw me peaking and started laughing and poking my nose. I didn't know how to react but thankfully the car had started and my parents were talking to each other so didn't hear the little me laughing and poking my nose(I know its weird to say that the baby form of me was poking her own present form of her own nose. I'm pretty sure no one else can say that.) I kept playing with me and my brother so that it would look like they are laughing to themselves. And on top of everything, I was so adorable(even more adorable than a baby red panda. No I'm not lying) My twin was as cute as me. The first time my baby me touched me, I had this weird feeling that I had blanked out but thank god I had poked my soft nose again. The baby me would have loved the game "angry birds" more than me (is that possible?). I could hear some of their conversations and that's when I heard them discussing about the sacks that were set beside me. They were saying something about their new research and the CBI trying to find the baby me and my twin. They were saying about me being a supernatural being or something, I always knew there was something different about me but never thought that there was something supernatural about me (Yes, I know what you are thinking about. I had felt electric impulses flowing through my fingers but I thought that it was natural to have these impulses as I had learned that nerves pass their messages through electric waves. So quit thinking that I ain't analytical.) This day went on with the radio playing some 90s songs or something which wasn't my type at all but the little me and my little twin didn't mind a bit. They kept giggling and after a while, they were in deep sleep. That was one of the most adorable things about me back then for sure. I looked like an angel.
That's when I realized that there were a few sacks with red stains kept next to me. At first I feared to view what was inside ,my mind captured an image of a really hurt being. As I touched the sack, felt the same electric wave flowing through my body.

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