A needle is injected into my skin ,it hurts for a bit but I'm fine it only hurts for a bit. I'm afraid of what they did to my sissy I bet it's probably worse for her than for me but I can't guarantee anything . All these weird people crowd me ,they say they want to turn me into a monster or at least that's what their sketches looked like . I should try to escape but I feel like I'm not strong enough , I can't even break a stupid pencil. I doubt my sissy is better .
Most days we all stay in a steel room with a special lock that doesn't look like a lock but it is . They just celebrated my birthday with a little muffin and a candle , I turned seven years old and the best part is that I got to see my sissy for a few hours .Most of my other days are spent in a lab that smells like that wonky smell of a hospital .
A nurse that goes by Sandra said she would give us strength and reason so that we would be able to escape. Sadly we never saw her again after she spoke those very words , I know They have a vivid and keen security system .
- sorry that it's short , I'll add on to this and my first chapter over the course of the week -
