My bags were packed and everything was set to go. A Government official would come and pick me up the next morning around 8:30. Dad took us out to dinner that day to enjoy his last day with his daughter. This wouldn't be his last day with me if he would've just smartened up and realized that this isn't right for me. Giving up on me wont do any good.
It's now the next morning. My stomach feels uneasy and I feel like I'm going to pass out. Dad makes me dress nicely and be polite to the Government official. I give him a look and roll my eyes. I could tell he didn't like me doing that, but what else was I supposed to do? Act happy about being sent off to some Government facility?
A black Cadillac pulls up our driveway and a tall man steps out. He's wearing a suit and has no facial expression whatsoever. Dad talks to the official while another man puts my bags in the trunk of the car. Then I give Michael and dad a hug, and get in the car. It was a very long car ride. Maybe about six or seven hours. The two officials didn't even try to make conversation with me, they just both stared directly ahead at the rode.
When we finally arrive, one of the officials opens the door for me and we walk towards the building. It looks nice on the outside. The plants are kept neat and the building doesn't look old and dirty. But when we walk inside, it's a whole 'nother story. Paint is chipping off the walls, the smell of chemicals is in the air, and tons of nurses are rushing around. I'm grabbed by the arm and then taken down the hall. We get into an elevator and go to the bottom floor. "Where are you taking me?" I ask shyly. "Oh, you'll see." One of them replies. "No, I want to know right now! Where are you taking me?!" I ask firmly. The man smacks me across the face and says, "Shut up! No one wants to hear your whining!"
They take me down another hallway. This time we stop in front of a door that says "Governor Peterson" on it. "Who the heck is Governor Peterson?" I think to myself. The door is unlocked and I'm forced inside. A tall man with pale skin and a gray beard turns around. He gets this creepy smile on his face before saying, "Oh, I love what you've brought me. She'll make a great subject."
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Run as fast as you can: A plot twist
General Fiction~A FallenAries original story~ My noob friend told me to re-write the story, but make it like a plot twist. SO HERE YA GO, FAM. Warning: I'm not responsible for you being triggered easily. If you are triggered easily, this story isn't for you. BYE...
