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She never hated them. Hating seemed rather pointless, and such a waste of time. She
couldn't change the fact she was born in a time where two countries hated each other and were at war with the world. She couldn't
change the fact she was a half breed either. Instead of finding fault with it, and turning into a sniviling little child about
it, she delt with it.
So, she tried. Her father, a U.S Naval officer, her mother, a local Japanese
woman from Osaka. Her father, a strong believer in strict discpline, ran his household like a military unit. Duty, and schedules
where part of the young girls life since birth. Her mother, a quiet woman, who kept the traditions of her culture in her heart
slowly sheltered her soft spoken daughter and tutored her. The young girl began to flourish quietly. Instead of being loud
and brash, she bloomed slowly, and with elegence. She learned to move quietly, speak softly. To be a woman, but not just any
woman. To be... Herself.
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