Broken Smile
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Last published Sun, Jan 13, 2019
I abused by a company. They took me when I was only 5. They used us all for money and fame. The smallest mistake could cause death. If we didn't perform right, then we die. I was special because i could see the future, but it was between only me. I only have two months before I go back. I'm going to use my ability to take down the Fame&Celebrities, so we can all be free. I going to see the future, see who their going to take and help them feel nothing, like how I feel no pain and emotion. I'm going to help them go through the experimentations. All that I have to do now, is a fake a smile, hiding my BROKEN SMILE.
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