When I woke up I had all blue glass covers. My dad explained what I need to do each night ( which was only plugging in a few cords that charged my robotic parts.)
I had no trouble until I got to school. Being in sixth grade I was already a target. Once they saw my robotic parts things got worse. Those robotic parts painted a giant target on my back.
"Hey, Sam!" Yelled Andy, the popular kid "Have you downloaded RoboWimp 2.0 yet?"
I wanted to tell him it was RoboBrave 10.2, which was to come in two and a half years, but my father had warned me not to.
"No, I haven't!" I screamed, running away from him.
When I got home I told my dad that I was being bullied.
"Well, then you need an upgrade." He said, shaking with excitement.
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Cyborg
RandomThis is a story about a boy that was born with no arms and legs and a fatal mental illness. His father owns a robotics company and uses that to save his son's life.
