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Sometimes I wish that he hadn't left me with a baby on the way, and a four year old who cried every time someone looked at her sideways, but at least I had my dignity, I thought to myself as I
laid basking in the sun and sipping a cocktail from some exotic fruit I couldn't even name. My skin was
blue in those days, but since then, it's cleared up, as in translucent. It freaks people out but
what else could I do? The cops were on my tail
and I couldn't shake them. It wasn't my fault I had a tail! I was born this way and yet they treated me like some outcast of society
who needs no one but himself to survive.
