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       I remember waking up in a glass tube. I always blacked out and shut down for no reason, but I could still hear the things going on. The flicker of the dim lights, the bubbling of all the vials be heated, and something like a heart monitor for robots to the right of me.

           "She's not working the right way professor," I heard the shuffling of footsteps against the smooth looking tile floor of the facility. At least that's how I remembered it before I shut down "Well I don't know what to do with her Claire! We can't just throw her out! She could help us. We could learn from this," the mans voice was loud and deep but somewhat compassionate not that I'd know anything of compassion "We have to get rid of her or it will only spread!" Claire always tended to me when I needed it. She was pretty about 34 years old and blonde. Her body build was skinny and scrawny like a twig. She was about five feet and four inches and I never seen what she wore under her large white lab coat. The man sighed and complied. I could hear anything anymore. I didn't have my body not the one I had before, but here in the darkness sat a boy... I wasn't alone...

Do you know what it's like being thrown out for something you can't control...?

By the people you thought cared...?

By your creator...?

Your parents...