“Good, you'll never know. What grade are you in?” He pursued asking me stupid things.I told him I was just like anybody else I knew before coming here. I got good grades, played tennis, and wasn't dumb enough to think they take me back. Nope I know I am stuck. Like limbo, I knew I couldn't walk back into society knowing a rebellion was brewing, and I couldn't walk around with them, because I was the opposition. No I take that back, I am the subject of a study. They probably want to know what has “been done to me”. Atticus starts to ask me about the genetic discoveries of recent. He tries to get me to spill about new technology my mom has in store.
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