"Altered. For Your Own Good."

"Altered. For Your Own Good."

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On this earth. people who didn't find happiness in something, anything, they are deemed useless to the population and are therefore taken for "48 hour psychiatric hold".. it is claimed to be helpful.. that the people would be released after discovering a point to life again.. then they are never seen again.. Deep down in the heart of a small town "Holding Home".. scientific experiments unknown to the public were conducted on the humans that were useless to the world.. experiments with flowers from other planets.. more specifically.. flowers with higher endorphin levels.. I just wanted help.. I just wanted to go home without... hurting anyone.. I just wanted to be happy.. but now.. I have been altered for my own good.. for the good of other humans happiness...but what. about. Me. ‼️THIS STORY CONTAINS SUICIDAL/HOMICIDAL IDEATIONS, FOUL LANGUAGE AND MENTIONS OF GORE, DEATH, AND REVIVAL! DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE A MINOR OR TRIGGERED BY THESE THINGS EASY‼️
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