Life of a Teenage Bird Kid -2-Life of a Teenage Bird Kid -2- by 143PEACE
"Do you think it'll have any other developments?"
"It's definitely possible. We'll have to run a few more tests."
I had been eavesdropping on the conversation, and at the word tests, my head whipped around to face the two white coats. I didn't want any more tests. My ankles were still bleeding from the electric cuffs they had on me the day before. They had been testing to see how fast I could run, and then stay at that speed. Whenever I slowed down, the cuffs on my ankles would shock me and little razors would cut me.
I didn't want any more pain. I didn't want any more torture. I wanted it all to end. Suddenly, I felt my crate being lifted and I tumbled towards the back of it. I was slammed down, hard,
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