The Girl Who Cries Blood

Welcome! I am not a common girl you should see walk down the street but do not mind that small detail. I am here to tell you how I became what I am today. My story may sound frightening and unbelievable but believe me, I am being completely honest. Now, let me stop thinking to myself and start giving the facility the information they so much desired to hear.

" Alright, 324, could you please tell us your story?"

" But of course, my dear scientist. If the lab will enjoy to here my lovely, simple tale, then I will make sure to add as many details as possible."

" Do not even think about lying to us, 234. You know what happens if you lie."

" I get tortured by seeing my memories, I know. Do not worry. I am sure you will have more than enough information after my simple, boring tale is done. Let us just hope you can stand my peaceful and perfect life history. "

I smile at her and she gulps. Shaking her head, she nods at me and waits for me to start. Very well. Let this sweet, delightful story begin. Enjoy my history! I am sure you will find it . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . captivating.