She was sleeping on the cold ground of her cage as always. She was awake but didn't want to move. She heard them running around playing tag. The youngsters. She had been there her whole life and was now 15. She didn't play tag anymore. She could hear the world but didn't want to face it. Everyday was the same.
After a while of laying there. She got up. She reached for her rock and scraped it on her arm.
New ink
She put her finger to the blood on her arm and started to draw on the walls. She was getting to be a pretty good artist. Her friends liked to draw to. But she where not there today. They where playing tag.
She was drawing for a while and got bored after a while. She sat down and watched the youngsters run around. She found it interesting to watch them play. But she usually didn't join in these days.
She heard the door unlock and turned her head along with every other experiment in the room. A lab woman walked in. She looked at her clip board and said.
"Subject 3"
She gulped. And walked over to the lab woman. Everyday you could die when they called your name. She took a look at all the experiments. Hoping she would see them all again soon.
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AcţiuneA young girl was born and raised in a laboratory. She doesn't know her own name. She is just known at subject 15.
