Regrettable Espionage

Regrettable Espionage

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Herro! I am a new potato here on wattpad because why not, right? This story is basically based on the ludicrous true story science experiment that took place some odd years ago, and this experiment was to basically rid schizophrenic patients of schizophrenia. Of course, like the movie clichés, we expect shit to hit the fan quick. Nope. Nah, man, not this one. The doctor actually succeeds, but side effects include memory loss of every single shit. Even how to talk and walk. The patients lost their memories to the extent that they forgot who their parents were, and their brain basically just developed the doctor as their dad. The even cured his daughter. So this fluffy little treat is based on this sciency stuff, top secret confidential government thingies and also based on a very Borderland-esque modern era mixed with a bit of mafia and gang society and a little bit of Final Fantasy 13 monsters and an extra dash of The Last of Us zombies with the human cordyceps fungi zombies. But my own version. Have fun, my lovelies. You're all a peach.
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Runaway

I've been on the run for three years. I'm not the first, but I certainly won't be the last. For as long as I can remember, I had been experimented on, drugged to the brink of insanity, and tortured by someone I thought was my family. Boy, was I wrong. This isn't one of those stories where I suddenly get a huge boost of courage and defeat the bad guys then live happily ever after. I don't believe in that stuff anymore. Instead, I was a coward, and ran for my life, for my freedom, because I was too afraid to stand and fight and risk losing control like the monster they had created me to be. I've been too many people, have moved too many times. Now, I wonder if I will finally be able to find a place to call home... I won't allow myself to be captured before I even have a chance at that. Because if do, I'm as good as dead. © Sweetslover8 ~August 26th, 2013 ***Please note that the following is a work of fiction. Any names, events or occurrences of any kind coinciding with real life are purely coincidental.***

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