6 years. 6 years of countless experiments. I didn't know how to speak, and I barely understood English. Somehow, I managed to survive 6 years of experiments like this. One day, I was faced with the frail man in the lab coat. I learned that he was the one who created me. I never felt any malice towards him, so when he eventually led me out of my box, I followed him with trust. Leaving my empty, white room was a new experience, as I had never left it before. I was filled with something I had never felt before. I felt joy and excitement. I wish those feelings had stayed with me.
The frail man had led me to an empty street. He took me out of his vehicle, and placed my in dirty and disgusting alleyway. He spoke to me. I only managed to pick up one word that he had said. It was something repeated over and over to me. Something so ingrained in my head, that I couldn't not know it.
"Failure."
The frail man took off in his car, and left me in the alleyway. Thinking this was yet another experiment, I waited. I waited in that alleyway for so long. Eventually, I realized that he was never coming back. I was confused. Why would he leave me? What did he mean by failure? Why leave me out here? Sometimes, I wonder... I wonder why he didn't just dispose of my body, instead of leaving me here. Why leave me out in the open to a bunch of humans? Why keep me alive? I'll never understand that...
Days, weeks, months, and years had passed since I was left in that alleyway. I never left it. I was too scared to actually venture out into the human world. The alleyway left no good place to settle in. The only decent spot for me was a cardboard box, just barely large enough for me to fit in. Weeks would pass by before I would be able to eat again. I learned that I was able to eat rats, but I really wish I hadn't. Though I was able to eat the rats, my stomach hated it. I had to force it down just so I could survive another few weeks. When it rained, I would stay huddled in my box, hoping that the rain didn't touch me. I learned that my slime dilutes in water. It hurt a lot when my slime diluted. Every night, I would be shivering from how cold the outside was. Winter was worse, as I would be shivering day and night. I'm surprised I even managed to survive 2 winters, with little to no food, snow being everywhere, and nearly freezing to death every day. It's a miracle that I even survived at all.
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