“I’m an alien. You're not supposed to know that, though.”

“Well, when I was two years old, my brother Jay, who’s a third year by the way, he was four at the time, and we were in the backyard. I can't remember exactly what he was doing, but it had something to do with a fireplace shovel. Maybe he was like digging or something? Anyways, he told me to get out of the way, but I was a two year old, and I was a stubborn two year old, and I didn’t want to... So I was hit in the face with the shovel. And, he was kinda terrified about it because he hurt me and he didn’t mean to. Then I had to go to the ER, and now I have a scar on my face... I don’t like shovels. Or being around any object that is the size of one, and that’s metal, and people are holding it.”