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Michael had very few possessions he valued, regardless of the academic
achievement awards and sports carnival ribbons he’d earnt over the years,
the only item he owned that held any significance with him was the one
gift his mother had ever given him; a doll. The doll had many features,
most of which were nothing to be proud of, and were comparable to a sec-
ond hand
pillow
. Michael had decided to bring the doll with him to the tri-
athlon. He decided that if he was already lacking this much motivation to
do well, a little bit of luck couldn’t hurt anyone, especially someone as
mundane as Michael Graham.
Michael had ears to match a small elephant, and a complexion pale enough
to win a game of hide and seek in the south pole. His brown curly hair and
scrawny figure made him easily mistakable for a half shaved ferret.