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- April 23 - 2016- 10:30 am- I run out of the lab running as fast as I can trying to ignore the stinging pain of shattered glass stabbing my shin, and the warm red liquid dripping down my leg.
I couldn't stay here any more. I had spent 4 months as a guard, and I had already become a different person.
ren, the bubbly, creative, kind girl who wouldn't hurt a fly was now a numb, cold girl with a gun and a suit. I had grown to hate every bit of my self, looking in the mirror after every death only for the evil eyes of a monster to stare right back at me, dulling more and more after every death.
death after death after death, mostly of people trying to get there way into the facility for a cure, innocent harmless people. since I had been the one with the most 'experience' with the lifestyle of the people, and being the best fighter, I had gotten the responsibility to guard the building. which also meant killing any intruders.
countless nights of me staring up at the wall, tears dried up on the side of my face, and the stains of tear drops on my pillow.
- January - 12 - 2016 - 2:23 pm- I had been put under 'mandatory leave' for 2 weeks after being caught In my room crying my eyes out, staring down and my blood filled hands and new multiple, deep cuts on my wrist that was so harsh it would 100% leave scars. I was now not aloud any form of weaponry in my room for 'safety reasons' and 'taking precaution'. 6:00am, wake up, shower get dressed. 8:00am, get dropped off breakfast by a fellow guard. 9:00am-12:00pm force myself to sleep to pass the time 12:15pm, lunch. 1:00pm- 5:00pm, wallow in my own thoughts, drowning in them. 5:00pm, dinner, one of the only times I could stay with my 'friends' for longer than 5 seconds. 6:00pm-4:00am, lay awake on my bed, once again drowning in my own thoughts. 4:00am-6:00am, sleep, or at least try to, and then repeat.
- January 26 - 2016 - 6:47pm- back from mandatory leave. wake up, get dressed, eat, take watch, eat agin, switch watch place with someone, eat again, shower, bed, cry, repeat.
April 23 - 2016- 10:30am- I finally arrived at the computer room, signing in using finger ID verification, and opening up my file
Name-
Florence (flo- ren- ce) Caspian Jones
Ren
age-
14
Date of birth-
May 2nd 2003, born 3:11am
Gender
female, she/her
status-
wicked guard
blood type-
type O negative, immune
allergies-
none
parents-
mr&mrs. Margaret & Caspian Jones

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