The Baby Project

The Baby Project

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My name is Allie McGarrett. I am nineteen years old and a rape victim. I wouldn't let them kill my baby, and for that we are both suffering. Scientists have discovered a new possibility of "super powers". My father, my mother's ex husband, is the man who found the last bit of evidence they needed to conduct their first real-life experiment. He suggested they use me, his poor daughter burdened with a child. He signed the papers for me, agreeing to something I didn't want. Now, they inject me with needles every day. Altering me and my baby's DNA. Changing us. I hear your thoughts and see your dreams. My baby will so much more, they tell me. What they don't know is that I hear the whispering - that I know I might lose my child due to all these tests. I never asked for this.
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my name is Alexis... Alexis Ryan. people just call me Alex. I was kidnapped at the age of 5. when I turn 18 they are suppose to do something to me... but I don't know what. they wont tell me until then. I just hope its not killing me. I live in the basement of the house I am in. I stay there with my best friend Brittney but I call her Britt. she was taken by them at the age of 5 too. she's now 15. we both are forced to go to school. but I don't mind really... I may be bullied at school but I'm stronger than them. school is a place to escape this house. get away from max, Jacob, and lizzie and some big man that hurts us. we always try to find a way to escape but its now use. we have a window but its to far up for us to reach, even if I stood on Britt's shoulders. plus the window is barricaded from the inside and out. and the fact that we have tracking devises in our hips. oh and since the day I was nine I could never talk... why? well you'll have to read my story to figure that out...

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