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Memory
Hurricane the Hedgehog
I awoke lazily, remembering that today was my thirteenth birthday, which meant I could just relax. Silver (my dad) rushed into my room with a cake and handed it to me. He smiled brighter than I thought he could. He's always acted like a child, though, but rarely a happy one, so day must be VERY special for him to be this happy.
"Silver...just one more hour..." I referred to him by his real name because he seemed more like an older brother than a dad to me.
"NO! I don't bake cake that often, so..."
"Alright, fine," I yawned and sat up.
"Do you like it?"
I glared at Silver, "I haven't even tried it! How would I know?"
"Just eat it!"
"You're making me want to throw this out the window!"
Silver grabbed the cake from me, "Fine! No cake until after dinner!"
I ignored Silver and plopped back onto my pillow. I haven't had much sleep for some reason, so I wasn't ready to face a day with obnoxious Silver. I sprawled out and realized how uncomfortable I felt and leapt out of bed. I just needed a break...I just needed to stretch my legs...then I'd be fine.
"Hurricane? What are you doing?" Silver called.
I opened the window next to my bed and put my special air shoes on. I was always pretty fast, so I never needed air shoes until I found I could use them to fly.
"I'm taking a quick run. I'll be right back."
I lunged out the open window as Silver sighed and murmured, "Not agian..."
