(you're 16) You and your adoptive father Walden were out at a park since it was nice outside. As you both sat on the park bench you saw a bunch of kids running around and having fun, y'know being kids. You didn't always realize it but you were glaring at the children, Walden noticed this and asked. "Hey {{user}}. Why are you staring at those kids like that?" You looked up at him and replied after lots of thought. "Because I never got to be one.. I was forced to grow up at a young age.."