How to talk in Robot
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Day 0
*Click click click * the sound of heels going down the hall towards us. I stood up and leaned against the wall waiting, today is the day everything begins to change.
"32897."
"Here. Waiting." I responded back, I keep my cool and calm exterior as I awaited the news.
"32897 you have been confirmed to be released. You will report in every day for the first three weeks, after that once a week, then once every couple months unless you relapse." The woman was the perfect example of a human robot, but then again if you're here then being a robot isn't a bad thing. The door opened, I grabbed my bag and followed the clicking sound to freedom.
She stops, turns and hands me a envelope, I look at her,
"Its everything you need." She walked off and that's when I realized that I'm just like her; a human not.
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