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Remember how I said I'm the best one of them? This helps when you need to break into closed Marathon Stations.

I walked up to the door and stuck one of my long nails into the lock. My nail didn't break (extra nail-strengtheninger stuff) and I heard a soft click. I don't like my nails long but it helps, you know. I crept into the dark place. Not much but hey, free food!! I took out a bottle of chocolate milk and a bag of Cheetoes and sat in the corner. It's times like these when you start to think and man do I do that a lot.

It happened when I turned three. I had by then learned to walk and talk but my parents had other plans then teaching me to read and write. They taught me a few other things.

"Do you want to learn something secretive, Saria?" They said.
"Yeah!!!" I said, all three-year-olds love secrets. Come to think of it, everyone loves secrets.
"Just follow your daddy, k?" Mom said.
"O-K, Mommy."

My dad leaned over a heavy lock, one of those which needs a key to open. He inserted a paper clip into the hole. A tiny click arose and he opened the lock. He locked it back then handed it to me. I took the paper clip and on my first try, it opened. My parents looked at eachother smiling slyly and I was jumping for joy. I wanted to be just like them.