Any love I had for Tamas was pushed and pulled and crushed and forced out of me in the past few years. I am told countless times that they are pixels, little dots on a screen, and I open them up and see the circuits and debugged them and so many times I have looked at the screen and seen the word "pause". So many times have my family told me my beloved pet is pixels, it's like the half of me that dislikes Tamas is chanting "pixels, pixels, your pet is pixels" inside my head. Then I go out and swim with wild dolphins, and I see the wonder and grace and the mere life in those amazing creatures. When I get back to the car, I look at my Tama. My dad explains to me how the LCD screen works, and that my character is just little bits of some sort of crystal or plastic turning round and round. They don't have a personality. They're just things, little pieces of plastic to me, and the chanting voices in my head won't ever go away. It's all my parents' fault. I can't explain it to them, they don't want me to be friends with my Tamas. They'll do everything they can to stop me.