My name is Logan, I am a 5'6, 130lbs, shaggy brown-haired, blue-eyed, muscular nerdy 16-year-old-boy, seem pretty normal, right? well, that is where you are wrong. now you must be wondering exactly why, right? let me explain. my life became this way when I was about 7, but first, let's start with my background history. I was born June 6th, 2001 at 2:30 am I was born the youngest of three brothers, my mom was an amazing mother she sat me down each day and read to me before I turned one. when I was finally one year of age my mom put the books she had read to me down in front of me and had me read them to her, I forgot to mention that I said my first word on my first birthday, I had learned to speak fluently by the time I was one and a half. by the time I was two, my mom had taught me most things that you would normally have learned by the time you were 4 or 5 but I knew the essentials by age two. My mom took me to our local elementary school to enroll me as a kindergartener. they tested me, and let's just say I passed, so some months later I started school with my brother's Heaven(6) and Corey(10). I was in normal school for a year then I was put in an advanced school. until the summer between my 4th and 5th grade school years, my mom signed me up for a boys summer camp. little did I know my life would change in one fatal swoop. when it was time for me to go I packed a duffle bag and waited for the bus to come and get me. finally, when the bus arrived I said bye to my family and set off from my house not knowing whether I would see my family ever again. once on the bus I sat alone in the back of the bus and read my favorite novel "Romeo and Juliet" a Shakespearian tragedy. hours later we arrived at this huge facility. we were placed into lines and marched inside. we were placed into machines that detected our identities in a quick second, then it would give us a code number which I later found out that it was the number of the letters in our names. when it was my turn the machine started blaring and screeching at me. a man rushed over and looked at a tablet, then he grabbed my forearm and dragged me away from the others. we walked for a good 10 minutes through many hallways until we reached a huge door. the man opened the doors into a huge luxurious room, I looked around, then my gaze was brought to a huge desk at the back of the room, it was placed in front of a huge lit fireplace with a portrait of an older man above the mantle of the fireplace. then the large chair in front of the desk spun around from its position facing the fireplace. an older man spoke from his large chair, he had a low grumbly voice, he said "welcome Logan, I'm glad to be using you as a test subject for a new product I want to sell" I said nothing, he continued "the guard will now show you to your room".
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Teen FictionMy name is Logan I am 16, 5'6, 130 lbs, brown-haired, blue-eyed muscular boy with a not so average life that you will have to read to figure out exactly why my life is the way it is currently.