Chapter 31 Shula's diary

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Dear diary,

My life has changed, and I can write openly now.

Now I know that my real mother's name is Sue and I was taken from her. I was raised in a facility owned by a large corporation that was using humans as slaves. The facility was my home for many years, but it was all a lie.

The men who were in the camp were visitors from other places. The police call them sex tourists. They never lived here. They beat us and raped us for their own sick pleasure. I was only lucky to survive and become a surrogate.

My baby never died. Although I carried him for nine months, he was never really my child. He is out there somewhere with a rich and powerful family who will might never be found. The police are going through the records to piece it all together, but when they arrived the laboratory staff destroyed as much as they could before it was taken.

Renny is helping the police. She never liked the place and only took the job because she was poor. I find it hard to forgive her for lying to me, but she was the best person in here.

My aunties have been arrested. My cousins are still alive. Some of them don't want to believe the truth and don't want to go home. I don't know how that feels because I can't go home. Sue, my mother is dead.

I am almost twenty years old and I no longer live in a strange time in the future. I have to learn to live in the present.


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