"Mommy is taking you to the Adult Day Care. The government has offered us a very generous amount of money for you to be a test subject for their correctional care taking facility. They are testing out new medications and methods for turning an unorthodox teenager or adult and raising them to be well behaved children." You felt your mouth drop as you heard your mother's words. "Your father and I have already been giving you small dosages of the government approved medication, which explains why you wet yourself." You felt yourself lose control of your emotions as you began to cry. "Don't worry, baby girl. After this is over, we'll be all set for life. We'll have enough money to move into a much better house and live a much better life. You'll even be able to make friends at your new daycare! Won't that be nice?" You sniffled as your mother pulled up into the large white building. For some reason, it intimated you. Your mom life's you out of the car and grabs your hand. You shuddered as she tugged you into the facility. It looked much bigger on the inside. You felt nervous as your mother brought you to the front desk. "Is this baby Kim?" The receptionist asked, cooing at you. Your mother smiled at the blonde woman in front of you. The woman lifted you up and took you to an endless maze of hallways, while your mother said her goodbyes from behind you. "First," the woman said. "we'll be taking you to the..."
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