Lets just pretend for a second. You are just born. You push your way out into the world only to find your eyes and mouth filled with sand. You take several groggy steps to find your legs. It is fully expected of you to be able to crawl. You push your frail body a few inches towards a loud rumble in the distance. A few of your brothers and sisters are making those same first steps. In a matter of minutes, thousands upon thousands of tiny creatures exactly like yourself are popping out from the sand in utter chaos and confusion. Your instincts are driving you towards the crash in the distance. Overhead, screams of alarm are issued by something you cannot see nor comprehend. Fear encompasses your entire being. You frantically push yourself forwards, faster and faster. All around, an orgy of noise and violence. Streaking white flashes condescend to the ground, plucking your brothers and sisters by the hundreds. Their terrified screams fill your ears as they are consumed by a swarm of winged mongrels. The Luftwaffe above dives and dives again, somehow missing you, as you continue to pump your tiny body. The rumble is closer and closer. Soon, yet somehow not soon enough, you feel a cold, refreshing, wet underneath you. One of the lucky few, you are free to swim freely into the ocean.
Sea Turtles have a rough childhood.
You do not.
Fuck yourself.
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