So Let's Begin The Story
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I'm what you would call ordinary but my friend Noah was something really special I just wish he was still here just for one more moment. Noah your everyday average boy would begin his day greeting me. A simple greeting he would use either Good morning or Good afternoon. Oh how splendid it was to hear Noah greet me each morning, it was the best joy In my life I would always look forward to it. Enough about me though this story isn't about me at all, and I wouldn't plan it to be either.
Noah greeted me saying, "Good Morning, I hope all is well"
I replied with "Good Morning"
Not knowing how to reply at the time because we were only recently designated to be friends.
(I know it seems odd as to why we were "designated" to be friends, but you will eventually learn how and why everything works the way it does)
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Before we go any further let me announce the ages Noah and I.
Noah- 8
Liam- 8
Alright I will now continue the story of the mighty Noah
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Noah introduced me to one of his hobbies his hobby was what I would say as odd it consisted of playing with these things that his father would call "prototypes". They were old and janky they kind of looked like replica humans the only difference between them and humans was that they didn't talk, they also couldn't move by themselves you had to move them by hand which isn't anything that I was used to.
I asked Noah "How did your father manage to get these and how do they work?"
He replied in a manner dumbfounded as to why I would ask such a silly question "Do you seriously not know how they work or are you just messing with me?"
I replied "Yes" getting angry at the fact he had not answered my questions.
As I was about to ask again his father walked into the room, looking worried as if these "prototypes were not to be messed with.
Noah and I never saw his father and the prototypes after that day instead he was sent a replacement father.
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End of Chapter 1