.07 More Testing

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I woke up to the sound of my door being unlatched. A man dressed in a white coat walked in, followed with two guards.

"We will be conduction more tests on you, after our results are confirmed, we will then start a treatment plan."

I scoffed at his words, treatment plan. Nothing is going to cure me, I have accepted who I am.

"I'd suggest you drop the attitude and accept the fact that you are never leaving this place."
The man mocked me by 'scuffing' at me as I did to him. He then left leaving the two guards with me.

"Alright boy, change into these clothes." He threw a white hospital gown at me, can they be anymore rude honestly. "Then we're off."

I rolled my eyes as I changed, why do they have to be present while I'm changing? Do they enjoy looking at other guys dicks? Haven't they ever heard of 'privacy' before.

After changing, I was taken to a white room, it was like an I closed box with no windows. A white chair was placed in the middle of the cubical.

Looking around I noticed a mirror in front of the white chair. A looking glass of some sort. Where they can see me, but I can't see them.

Another day of hell was going to begin.

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