Bred in Captivity

Bred in Captivity

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My world revolved around those small long bags of the Red. I would get them. If I was calm. If I didn’t use my thoughts. If I let them do things to me. If I didn’t fight my restraints. If I stayed in my place and didn’t try and escape. i was hungry. i was always hungry. and the only way to satisfy me was with those bags. or so i had been bred to believe.
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There I was living life to the fullest, and by fullest I mean as average as possible, walking through a store picking up some groceries for my mother. Now I'm not one to believe much in fate, but being in that store makes me think that fate was in play. That day my life began to change because that was the day I met Luke.

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