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I am Beel
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Ongoing, First published Sep 05, 2015
Everyone was perfect. Every thing was perfect.  Absolutely nothing was lacking.  There was no religion, no race, gender, distinguishing size, or new idea.  Even everyone's tone of voice and thought process was regulated. Everyone knew precisely what everyone else was thinking.  They all had the same memories and knew the same experiences.  Two could look at one another and already know what they were each going to say and how they would respond.  It was perfect.
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You were brought to the House, just like everyone else, at a young age. You hardly could recall anything before the age of 3. Everything was fine and went smoothly, you'd even made friends with everyone in the house including Emma Ray and Norman who were the same age as you. You played, slept, ate, laughed, and smiled everyday. Then you turned 6 and lets just say your senses went wild. When the others exited the showers and baths you were overwhelmed by their scent and your stomach would growl. Whenever the 10 or 11 year old would come near you, you would have the urge to pounce and bite, more than once you've lunged and one of them and you even barred your teeth at Mom. Then you fell ill and the hunger and predatory instincts got worse.