Caged In
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Last published Wed, Jun 17, 2020
Ive lived in a facility my entire life. Ive learned all the nasty ways of human nature. Ive grown up on the morals that all humans are evil. When my mother died, the experiments grew worse as if they wanted to kill me too. I wouldn't doubt thats what they were trying to do. Just as I was on the brink of giving up, letting everything go. I was rescued by Luka. He showed traits that Ive never seen a human possess. Now that Ive met him, Im questioning everything I thought to be true. Are all humans evil? Will I always be hurt from the hands of mankind? Can I trust Luka? Will he hurt me like the others? Will there never be a true escape for me? I didn't know any of the answers to these questions. But I was willing to take the journey to find out.
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