People Like Us
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My name is Alana. I cannot die, I do not get sick but I think this society is sick.
People like me are hunted down and are used as experiments. They call us the Unkillables.
They took me away from my sister because they found out I'm one of THOSE people.
I hate all the tests! I hate all the scientists. Except for one... Because she's my sister and she too is an Unkillable.
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