Few years and one thing has entered my mind since I was first made as a personality droid WHO AM I????????
took part in The Fuzz's 100 day challange starting on 12/30/ 13 and went on till completeing it on 1/11/14
Started.. November 21,2012 Ended 1/11/ 2014!!!! word count: 19,749 words!!!!


6. Clone?

I awoke in a white room with white walls. I haven't been deactivated so I thought it was a start that I managed to survive. The bed was rough and might as well be trashed but that might be me in a moment trashed but I was I bit late as the door opened and my father walked in and I sat up.

"So you know that you are different." he said and turned a small stool that was in the corner behind the door that i didn't notice was there in till the soft screech made my senses rise to a point where I was on alert.

"What do you mean different?" I asked knowing that he meant me being a risk-taker and he just smiled a mysterious and sneaky smile that went from ear to ear.

"Poor little clone..." he said "it's time you know." he said and rose up and started to grab my hand and I snatched it away, "Picky."

I was confused and suddenly wanted to be freed. I felt a surge of determination rushed through me. All my life I was named a personality droid and now a clone? Whom am I and with only one option.

“I rather see for myself." I said and he nodded. I raised myself off of my bed and stood I was surprised that I was not tethered and noticed that I still had my clothing on from earlier which was quite strange.  Why was he acting this way? I fallowed him down the halls and a flight of several steps to some sort of door with a warning of someone sleeping.

He nodded for me to fallow after he opened the door. I felt uneasy as I made my first steps into discovery. “Your real self is in here.” He said and each person was asleep and a monitor up top of the tubes revealing their lives that they are living even the dreams was on the screens! I stepped back in shock. I couldn’t believe that everyone is not a droid like the advertisements said, just controlled ROBOTS!!! I stared at my father and felt hot tears wail in my eyes. “How long have you’ve known?” I demanded an answer.

“We were made differently, or at least you were. Me I fought off my ability to be controlled. You on the other hand had been working on fighting off your ability and I am quite pleased.” He said and I knew something was up as I stuttered backward away from him as my heart raced.

“Who are you?”  I asked.

“Caristi, I am not your father but a friend.”  He said as he started to come towards me and I hid behind one of the containers away from him.

Join MovellasFind out what all the buzz is about. Join now to start sharing your creativity and passion
Loading ...