This is it. The story that has touched the hearts of many.
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===The Life Of Miles Told By Himself===
---Chapter One: How I Came To Be---
[Hello, my name is Miles Prower, and you may know me as Tails. Many people wonder how I came to be the person I am today. My life isnt what you think it should be. I will now explain how I became the person you know as "Tails." This is my life.]
"C'mon!" the doctor screamed ,"Push!" he yelled at Ms. Prower, who was in labor. She was out of breath, and in pain. Finally, with one last breath, and one more contraction, Miles Prower was born. Mrs. Prower held Miles close, still thinking what to name her first son. Mr. Prower, who was in the waiting room, was informed he had a healthy son. He ran into the labor room to see his newborn son.
"What should we name him?" Mrs. Prower asked.
"How about Miles?" he suggested.
"I like it. Miles Prower."
[Three days later, I went home for the first time. My parents carried me into our small house. Our house was carved out of a dead oak tree. It was pretty big for a tree house. The only thing I remember going to sleep in my room, with fuzzy teddy bears on the wall. For the first time in my life, I was home.]
(2 years have passed since Miles was born, and now he was at his 2nd birthday party.)
Miles' mom helped him open his last present, a small locket with his parents picture in it.
"Wow! ^_^ Mama and dada!" Miles said.
Miles put it on, and never took it off.
[I recall getting a bunch of things that day. My grandparents got me a small toy car that made popping noises, and my Aunt Marie and Uncle Jim bought me a nice "Tuff Boy" outfit, but I dont remember ever wearing it. In fact, I dont recall seeing it again after that day.]
(Many years passed since Miles' 2nd birthday, he was now 5 years old, and he was going to school.)
"And who can tell us what comes after 1?" the teacher asked.
Miles raised his hand.
"Miles?"
"2."
"Yes, thats right!" she said. "And who can tell us what comes after 2?"
Miles raised his hand again, no one else did.
"Miles?"
"3."
"Correct. Now, can anyone tell us what 2 + 2 equals?"
Miles raised his hand, again, and of course, no one else did.
"Does anyone besides Miles know?"
No one said or did anything, except for Miles, swinging his hand in the air, wanting to be picked.
"*sigh* Miles?"
"4."
"Yes." the teacher said. "I think its lunch time...."
[My teacher didnt like me. I think I was too smart for Kindergarten. No one else ever raised their hand, unless it was a serious no brainer question like, What is 0+0? or What is the first letter of the alphabet? The teacher was always getting excuses to avoid talking to me. In fact, no one wanted to talk to me. I sat outside, everyday, to eat my lunch. My lunch was normally a PB&J sandwich and some chips. I always ate by myself until we got a new student. A student like me who no one wanted to talk to. She was a pink hedgehog named, Amy Rose.]
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===The Life Of Miles Told By Himself===
---Chapter One: How I Came To Be---
[Hello, my name is Miles Prower, and you may know me as Tails. Many people wonder how I came to be the person I am today. My life isnt what you think it should be. I will now explain how I became the person you know as "Tails." This is my life.]
"C'mon!" the doctor screamed ,"Push!" he yelled at Ms. Prower, who was in labor. She was out of breath, and in pain. Finally, with one last breath, and one more contraction, Miles Prower was born. Mrs. Prower held Miles close, still thinking what to name her first son. Mr. Prower, who was in the waiting room, was informed he had a healthy son. He ran into the labor room to see his newborn son.
"What should we name him?" Mrs. Prower asked.
"How about Miles?" he suggested.
"I like it. Miles Prower."
[Three days later, I went home for the first time. My parents carried me into our small house. Our house was carved out of a dead oak tree. It was pretty big for a tree house. The only thing I remember going to sleep in my room, with fuzzy teddy bears on the wall. For the first time in my life, I was home.]
(2 years have passed since Miles was born, and now he was at his 2nd birthday party.)
Miles' mom helped him open his last present, a small locket with his parents picture in it.
"Wow! ^_^ Mama and dada!" Miles said.
Miles put it on, and never took it off.
[I recall getting a bunch of things that day. My grandparents got me a small toy car that made popping noises, and my Aunt Marie and Uncle Jim bought me a nice "Tuff Boy" outfit, but I dont remember ever wearing it. In fact, I dont recall seeing it again after that day.]
(Many years passed since Miles' 2nd birthday, he was now 5 years old, and he was going to school.)
"And who can tell us what comes after 1?" the teacher asked.
Miles raised his hand.
"Miles?"
"2."
"Yes, thats right!" she said. "And who can tell us what comes after 2?"
Miles raised his hand again, no one else did.
"Miles?"
"3."
"Correct. Now, can anyone tell us what 2 + 2 equals?"
Miles raised his hand, again, and of course, no one else did.
"Does anyone besides Miles know?"
No one said or did anything, except for Miles, swinging his hand in the air, wanting to be picked.
"*sigh* Miles?"
"4."
"Yes." the teacher said. "I think its lunch time...."
[My teacher didnt like me. I think I was too smart for Kindergarten. No one else ever raised their hand, unless it was a serious no brainer question like, What is 0+0? or What is the first letter of the alphabet? The teacher was always getting excuses to avoid talking to me. In fact, no one wanted to talk to me. I sat outside, everyday, to eat my lunch. My lunch was normally a PB&J sandwich and some chips. I always ate by myself until we got a new student. A student like me who no one wanted to talk to. She was a pink hedgehog named, Amy Rose.]