Xavier’s hamster is better than mine. He’s a little longer and a little thicker. I love Peanut, but maybe I would love him even more if he was as shiny and big as Toto. Just cause Xavier is a little bigger than me doesn’t mean he should get the bigger hamster. Once I start karate I’ll be bigger and stronger, probably stronger than him with his stupid guitar lessons. Dad says when I was born I was so small the doctors didn’t know if I could breathe. Stupid Xavier took all the food in Mom’s stomach and left me with nothing. But it didn’t matter, cause I wanted to live and so I did and I gained a ton of weight and looked awesome after a week. That’s probably my favorite story about myself. Xavier’s favorite is the time we went swimming and I almost drowned and he saved me. But the reason I almost drowned is because he kicked me in the stomach when we were over our heads, so it really isn’t a happy story like everyone thinks. I think, looking at Peanut, that he can get bigger than Toto. He has big paws, like Doggie, and Dad said when Doggie was a puppy that meant she would get real big and now she’s bigger than all the dogs on the block combined. Me and Peanut, we’re going to eat a ton and do lots of karate together and work on mental toughness and then we’ll challenge Xavier and Toto to a fight and beat them both. And then I’ll have a new favorite story about myself.
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