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I answered with a unsure smile. I took a deep breath in and before I knew it needles were penetrating my skin. My hands unclenched and I calmed down. This wasn’t bad at all. It took only forty five minutes and before I knew it I was walking out of building with the most valued object I have today.
Are you ready?
I walked back to my bright red car opened the door and sat down. I looked down at my chest and read the roman numerals IX-XIV-XIV. I closed my eyes and my mind took me back to a memory that had been imbedded in my hippocampus ever since it happened.
I looked at him in shock. Whenever grandpa asked any of the grandchildren if they wanted to play pool they never actually went to play pool. That meant he was going to teach you how to drive.
Lets go play some pool.
We stood outside for a few seconds in silence. He looked at me and tossed the keys in the air. I watched the keys fly through the air in slow motion. I nearly missed the catch.
By the way, did I mention I was thirteen; Yes thirteen years old and operating a motorized vehicle. As we started to drive around my grandpa's neighborhood I realized that all the other grandchildren started driving at sixteen. I brushed it off as I was to focused on driving.
I'm only thirteen!
The reason my grandpa had taught me so young was because he diagnosed with cancer.
Ry, We need to talk
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