The test part 1

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Tw : Cannibalism, violence, Mention of child abuse, Brief mention of past rape, Blood

Monday, 6 pm, the girl silently entered her house, everyday was the same, she was barely going to school anymore, training was exhausting, her body wasn't strong enough and the "doctors" never missed an opportunity to make her remember it, Charly grew up site slowly, the doctors explained that it was because of past trauma, she never quite understood what it meant but she knew that she seemed way younger then she was, despite being two years older then her sister Eliza, they looked like twins, Charly was never bothered by that she actually quite enjoyed it, it was fun and it was a way to be close to her sister. Her older siblings are twins so she also feel like she has a twin thanks to that ! But in anyway, Charly couldn't change her body, she never understood in what way she was too "weak" but she had no interest in knowing whatsoever.

In anyway, the only good thing about going at the laboratory was one girl... Leyla, Charly met her when she arrived and they had been hanging out together since,. They could be described as childhood sweethearts, Leyla was very dear to Charly and it was the only highlight of her days. They would often sneak off to watch the older kids train, or sneak in the garden to make flower crown during their small break. None of them where treated badly, but it was still pretty exhausting, when she saw the older kids, she knew she was no match, maybe she was good enough to beat the kids from her group, but beating 5 to 13 years old kids was not really flattering.

But in anyway,now that she was home she tried to forget about her day and kept on with her routine, everyday was the same, she woke up, had breakfast, then training, lunch, more training and a sort of health check up ? she didn't quite knew why, she had already asked if she was in good health and they replied that she was, but anyway, after that she would simply go home and join Eliza's piano with her violin while her mother cooked lunch, her father was always busy but her siblings would help with the daily chores while she could finally relax.

She always thought she was happy, however the days kept moving fast, almost leaving her behind, she felt like she was loosing her grip on reality, everyday seemed like it kept repeating like an endless time loop, she wanted to feel satisfied, she wanted to feel blessed but she found that she simply couldn't.She wanted to play, she wanted to go to the forest with her siblings, she wanted to go pick berries for a pie, she wanted to get ice cream with Leyla and sit by the lake ! But none of that was possible, and slowly she grew bored, disinterested, she kept wishing every night for some change, anything new.

But the next day, she was simply back at the lab, sitting in the big "reunion" room as her and Leyla liked to call it, however today was a bit different, the older kids where there too, but none of them spoke or acknowledged her, it was normal. The older kids had no interest in those who where weaker, in a way, it angered Charly a lot. But that is just how things where here, even for herself, Charly was one of the strongest in her group, she had been training with her father for a long long time after all, so same as everyone else, she wasn't allowed to pay much attention to those weaker then her. This was one of the reason why her relationship with Leyla was a sort of secret, Charly was pretty sure this was all a scheme to put them all into competition and force them to push themselves over their limits, but there was nothing to do against that. She eventually came to accept it. She came to accept a lot of things in this life, maybe she was young to knew that but Charlotte had never payed much attention to how she felt about things, maybe she had never been one to be aware of her feelings that much. Kids her age often described her as weird, but she wasn't the only one, Eliza was deemed weird as well she had no idea why but it was how it was and it was simply another thing the blonde came to accept.

-Vienziena

a strict voiced pierced through her daydream, she looked up to found their "Teacher" looking at her, pointing at the book shelf behind her, teacher was just a sort of nickname she choose simply because he trained them most of the time, but she never really called him that out loud.

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