Chapter 1

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I never did anything. I swear. He just won't believe me because he favourites most of them, I know he does.

I'm sitting on my bed. My arms tightly wrapped around by legs as I clench them tightly and lay my head down onto my kneess

The irritating pain around my neck dosent seem to be going away any time soon.

Why did he make me put on the collar. It wasn't me.

My tears dripped onto my knees then rushed down my legs.

I wanted the pain to stop. I shouldn't be dealing with this anyways it wasn't me at all.

~

The door opened suddenly and I tilted my head slowly to see who was at the door.

I knew it would be him though. I didn't want it to but I knew he would come around sooner or later.

He strolled in with a sad expression on his face but I knew he only did it so he looked like the victim. That he couldn't of stopped it and that it had to be be done.

Basically trying to say, to teach kids a lesson you should make them suffer.

He sat down on the edge of the bed and stared at the wall as I lay my head back on my knees again.

"002. I'm here because I want to apologize." He started.

"I didn't want to hurt you but it was the only way to teach you a lesson, you understand don't you?" He explained.

I wanted to look him dead in the eye and tell him. "No, I dont understand why you had to hurt me. I didn't do anything, it wasn't me!". If I spoke though, I knew it would result with me having a more painful neck then I already had.

"I understand Papa" I replied as I kept my head on my knees.

"That's a good girl" he said more cheerfully now as he patted my shoulder softly and left the room.

~

It was free time. My favorite time of day.

The pain around my neck had eased slightly now so it wasn't as painful but was still irritating me.

We all entered the rainbow room in our single file line and began to separate our ways to go play different games.

018 and 016 both went to play with the toy cars. 014 and 012 both played a game of chess. 010 played with the magic eight ball for. 003, 004 and 005 were all in their group sniggering and laughing as the glanced over at me.

017 and 007 were both doing tests in their room. 009 and 015 were trying to move a small silver ball around a small maze with their minds. 011 was playing a game where you have to get the token into the right number of your choice and me and 006 were also playing a game of chess.

It was quite a competitive game but 006 has become a good chess player then he once was.

In the end he won and and he smiled in delight but that was only because I was going easy on him. Just to mention I'm not to bad at chess myself.

We knew our free time was up when the man with the yellow hair walked in.

That isn't his real name but that is what we call him because we don't know his name.

I really like him. Obviously in a friendly way. He's so polite and gentle and I think he really cares for us unlike Papa

The only thing Papa is good at it testing us like we're animals or something.

The man with the yellow hair guides us out of the rainbow room and reminds us that it is our bedtime and to go to our bedrooms.

I rush to my bedroom and open my door. I run over and grasp my worn out teddy, Mr Bear. I then get into my bed.

I sit up staring at the plain white tile wall infront of me while putting my hand on my neck trying to somehow stop the pain which would never work anyways.

I don't think Papa likes me at all. He says we're all incredible but I know he only means that for some of us. He specifically likes 011. I can see he finds her fascinating. He spends more time training with her because she has more potential to become stronger then the rest of us.

She's only 8 though. She's a little kid but Papa treats her like she is better then all of us.

I'm the oldest out of everyone but Papa looks down on me because he dosent think I'm strong enough.

I wish I did lessons with the man with the yellow hair. He would understand me I know he would.

My eyes began to become heavy until eventually I close them and drift off to sleep.

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