Chapter 2

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My heart finally felt something when I saw Alex approach the gate, I walked over and smiled at him. We started talking about what to do and we decided on going over to the tyre swings and pushing each other until we fell. I was first to be pushed and after several powerful pushes I fell to the ground. I stumbled to my feel, disorientated and glanced down at my arm, there was a large gash spanning across my forearm. This was the first deep cut I had in my life. I waited seconds that felt like hours for the blood to pour, but it never did. I touched the sensitive skin around the cut and felt no pain. I felt nothing. I tried to look inside the cut to see if there was going to be any blood. Instead of seeing blood or muscle, I saw wires, motors and batteries. In shock, I fell down to the floor, expecting to feel some sort of pain, to feel something. But, that never came. I tried to feel something, I tried to feel pain, but I never did. I realised, I couldn't feel, I was a machine, not a human with emotions, love, empathy. I was manufactured, created as a machine. Then, for the first time in my life, I felt something, I wasn't numb or cold, I was, I was happy. I was angry. I wanted to find my creator, to ask him why I was made, to ask him why he wanted to put me through torture and pain. Well, he didn't put me through pain or torture, he didn't put me through anything, after all, I couldn't feel anything. But that was the point, to make someone feel nothing to make someone feel empty only to discover that they have no true purpose in life and was different in an irreversible way, that it torture, that is pain. 

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