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A similar kit to my sibling the soft pond fish. We’ve always shown a true connection, distant from the others. Taura and Tomiko two pees in a pod, the roses in a bush of thorns. The crowd favorite for mother and father. Through the many months and weeks my closest friend, my closest sister she grew away from me. I felt the weight of mountain crumble against my weak shoulders. The only person keeping me crushed from the boulders was my mother, but we slowly grew apart as well, but I still feel the warmth of her in my heart.
I had always thought, I had always doubted that my father...was truly my father. He would always visit and me and my...sister. We never felt the same connection. Perhaps mother had a fling, or a small romance before we were all born...perhaps, my father was out there waiting to find me.
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The air brushed up and down the sides of my fur, I stepped into the sunlight. My eyes set one last gaze on my family the only missing part, a father. Not any father not their father, my true father. I turned and didn’t look back. If I had, the pull of my family would keep me against their comforting grip. I continued down the mountain, a simple trail of my mother’s flowers connecting to the town. I trotted against the flowers, a small
Asphodel crushes under my paws. I wandered through the lights and yellow sunflowers of the village. The sun had begun rising, reaching its hand and pulling the moon down. I had to hurry!
I stepped outside the village, I felt a numbness overcome my body. I struggled to move forward with my new problem. I finally adjusted to the circumstance and moved even father along the mountain trail. The village was small behind me. Where I stopped, a small meadow had surrounded my body. I saw a small wooden house perched on a little hill. My bones were weary I had gone far. I needed rest, so I walked up the steps to the little shelter.
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“Ｉ ａｍ ｎｏｔ ｕｎｗａｎｔｅｄ， Ｉ ａｍ ｎｏｔ ｂｏｒｉｎｇ， ａｎｄ Ｉ．．．Ｉ ａｍ ｍｏｔｈｅｒ’ｓ ｄａｕｇｈｔｅｒ．．．ｂｕｔ Ｉ ｄｏｎ’ｔ ｋｎｏｗ ｉｆ Ｉ’ｍ ｍｙ ｆａｔｈｅｒ’ｓ”