During the ride home, I thought. Thought about my emotions, mostly my color perception. Now that I thought about it, I never really had a perception of color, or any care of identity. It made more sense now because I knew I was a robot, that must have been the flaw in my blue prints. I knew who I am, a fifteen year old girl, with light brown hair, and dark eyes, a slim build and broad shoulders. I could identify myself in the mirror. But the sense of anything having much more that the hum of being alive, was missing. I scared myself by proving that the more I knew about, and used my GPS, the more like a droid I became.
"Get some sleep, we'll wake you when we get home honey," there my mum was. The same caution, worry, love as usual. Then, it soothed me; but now that I've seen her other face, it was more like another lie. I decided I might as well get some sleep in.
The next day I woke up in bed, to the sun shining in through my curtains. Any other person would think it to be a beautiful sight, and I mighthave too, to start a new day. But, being a changed machine, I saw it as a mere discoloration from the rest of the sky. I felt like I should feel, something, like there was feelings trapped deep down inside of me, but they were all gone. Everything was quite literally black and white. Having no emotion, I was not startled, frightened, scared, or surprised. It was worse, I couldn't even figure out my own thoughts. After eating breakfast, I sat on the sofa next to Mitths.
"How are you feeling?" Mum asked. Everyone seemed to have forgoten the psycho killers after us.
"Fine," I had decided not to tell them about my lack of human qualities left. But I geuss they could tell from my inadequate voice replication, that something was wrong because they all became emediatly concerned.
"Sofia, what's wrong?" Father asked. I understood the tone of voice to mean I could tell the truth.
"Nothing. I am very tired. May I sleep in a little more?" I heard the metallic machine sound in my voice. I heard what sounded like gears, and machanical equipment shifting inside me. It was wrong, i felt like a human, being stuck in a shell that controlled my every move. But I still had curiosities left. I wanted to see every place I could think of. So I retrieved to my bed and lay down perfectly on my back, and closed my eyes
