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Subject 009

Subject 009

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Fiction
Science Fiction
Lonely. Odd. Unknown. That's how I would describe myself. Throughout my life I've been the one left out, the one surrounded by the hushed chatter of cruel adults. I've been passed around from house to house, department to department. Countless times I've been poked and prodded by scientists wanting to unlock my secret. A secret given to me as some cruel joke. It didn't used to be this way. I once was surrounded by people who cared, but that life is a forgotten memory. The feeling of having someone care about me long lost. Of never having witnessed death, or the pain of having substances injected into you. But that's the past. Now I live in this harsh world of pain.
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