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Dramatic Monologue
Bella pov

"What is that?'' One of the women asked in a soft voice as her hand shot up to cover her mouth. I did my best to pulling it out of Jame's hand. But he tightened his grip on my tail.

"It's a tail!" Laughed a man with white blonde hair.

"Can I feel it?'' Asked the same women.

It's caught my attention, my eyes snapped to her. They wanted to feel my tail? My blood started to boil with anger as she stepped forward. My eyes darken and I pulling against my bonds, bearing my teeth at her hissing like a wild animal. Her face became terrified as she stepped back in fear.

Dr, James laughed "She will not hurt you. You have my word, the subject is not able to get loss.''

"I thought you said that you could control it?'' A middle-aged
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Before I could get to my feet I was pulled up by my long brown hair. I cried out in shock before I was pushed into a tight grip, my hair draped over my face by I know who it was. It was James.

"Like I promised you, meet your parents. Don't worry you will be joining them sooner than you may think.'' He whispered darkly in my ear. His words sent chills of fear down my back, as I moved my hair out of my face I wished I hadn't, in front of me was a woman, she was human with short dark hair and pale smooth skin. She looked as if she was sleeping in the large tube of liquid. My head was roughly focused to look right. Where I saw a line of tubes, inside were two males that looked like me. They were much taller than me, by almost two full foot. I don't want to take in much details about what they looked like.

The sound of the door opening caused my eyes to snap in the direction of the door. The group of people who I encountered just a short time ago along with a female doctor "Sir, the students have arrived really!"

A sharp pinching feeling in my arm was the last thing, I felt before my world where dark for the millionth time in my
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I wish that there was another way, besides there is not. I regret that I was part and had a hand in your suffering over the years. I hope that you and God can forgive me for what I have done." He whispered in my ear before I felt myself being lifted off the bed.

I knew that I waited too long. I waited too long to make an escape, All because my stupid curiosity got the best of me. So if I couldn't make it out don't have to settle for killing Dr. James. I know he'll be there to see my end. Why wouldn't he be? He never missed an experiment, so why would he miss the finale on them all. I laid limp in Dr, Weber's arms as he carried me to a bed in the hall. He gently laid me down.

"It's a damn shame that we couldn't see how they give birth. A few more hours and she would have been pregnant. Then the program would have been saved. "We could have learned so much more from her. Like how they reproduction systems work, how long they carry their offspring, or why is her mother human but she as not human DNA in her blood.'' Grumbled a female

''They are going to extract some eggs before they destroy her anyway. So all the questions that we still have will be answered.'' Dr, Weber whispered " you know just because she's not human but she does feel pain. Have we not caused her enough

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