Somethings not right here.

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Today I have my truth test. It tells me who I am, and what to do with the rest of my life. I've heard rumors that if you fail the test, you get killed, not by the one who gave you the test, the one who runs it. In this case, that would be Ashley Morgates, aka Ms. Morgates. She says you can fail the test, but you don't study or practice, you just go. I don't think it's possible to fail, but that's what they say, but since when was it ok to kill someone for being different.

In the room where I take my test there is an orange dentist chair, and lots of needles to give shots. Where's the paper and pen? I have to remember, your not allowed to speak of your truth test after you take it. Even to your family. A pale woman walks in and greets herself. " good afternoon Amy. My name is Jackie Edwards. Please sit." I nod and slower lower myself into the chair. "Where's the paper and pencil for my test?" I ask her, not thinking before I spoke. "There is none. Just this needle that will transfer your brain images to my computer. I'm going to give you the shot in

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What am I supposed to do

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What happens if failing is possible

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Here we go

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