Imperfect Perfection

Imperfect Perfection

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My name is hope. I am not perfect, but now I am. There is this man, The One Who Knows All. He is the one who did this to me. He made my life the way it is. He experimented on me. Locked me in cages too small for me to fit. After He was done and perfected me He gave me a separate house, more like an enlarged cage I could never get out of. I lost all of my friends because of him. I never wanted to be perfected but I didn't have a choice. All I know now is that He owns me, but I know one day I will be able to change things and I feel like that day is going to be soon.
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