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Marks only seeing the real ones that scared
My father looked at me before going to a table and handing me the cloths that had been on it. "When you're done come up stairs, I must make some calls about this."
"About what dad?" Standing up, I looked over at him.
He smiled at me that held something I did not understand as cold words left his mouth.
"I must fix you, we can't have you be a failure now can we? Do you understand?"
"Yes, I am defective. I am defective and must be fixed. I undstand that I am a failure."
Again the smile and the whispered come up when you're done and he was gone.
Looking around I found a chair standing in front of a body length mirror. Picking up my clothes and walking over to the mirror, I laded them down.
The reflection showed my body and I could not help but think that something was wrong with it. Tentatively I ran my hands down my body. Fingers nails caching in the stiching and in the slowly melding skins.
Slowly picked some boxers and slipped into them. A pair of socks then a pair of brown pants that only showed the tips of my sock covered toes. I selected a black shirt next, slipping over my head. Dark gray gloves that stopped after each knuckles of my fingers and went up to my elbows covered up all the stitching and different skins.
Last was a gray white coat that covered half of my face. Adjusting my glass I made my way up the stairs, to where my father had ordered me to meet him.
The place past the door was a blank one. White walls and tan rug over the ground. A muffled voice came from the other end of the hall were another door was.
Reaching the door I quietly opened the door and slipped in, door closing softly behind me. I stood there waiting for him to acknowledge my presents.
"Yes I know it's soon but you're the only place that can help him. Yes, yes. Thank you again. Yes I will tell him right now. Good bye."
"There you are Shino." He turned around as he put the phone down.
"I care for you Shino but I can't have a failure as a son, I know you don't understand and that is my fault but by going to this school you might become useful." His voice was flat as began to move towards a door that I had perversity not notice.
"You will leave in a few minutes, do you understand?"
"I understand father."
He led me to a room that held a bed, dresser and closet.
"You will be staying there Intel the summer time comes if improvements have been made." He pulled two bags out of the closet and started to put clothes in them.
"While you are there no one is allowed to see your body. Always were your gloves and sunglasses. And if you wear short gloves wear long sleeves or your jacket." He turned around and looked at me. "Do you understand?"
"Yes."
"Good, you will be given a room to stay in; I have made arrangements so you will have your own room. School supplies will be provided as well as your schedule."
"I understand."
Closing the bags he pulled a wallet out of his jacket. There is money and a crated card in here. This will proved the money you will need for food and other essentials. You know how to use this." It was a statement not a question. Of course I knew he had made me with me with this information as while as much more that sat berried in my head, in planted.
He cornuted talking while pull a bottle out of his pocket. "And take these." He handed me the bottle full of pills and the wallet. "Take one pill every day. I will send more every month. Shino look at me."
My eye left the pills and Walt to star into his.
"Give ma a brief bio of you name, age, sex, and parents."
"My name is Shino Abarame. My age is 16. Sex male and parents are Shibi Abarame."
"Good," He cut me off. "Now the people there will tell you what's wrong with you so just agree with them. There also should be some one there to show you around."
Walking down and out side I saw the world and it looked nothing like the world my mind had shown me. My father stood at an open taxi door waiting for me.
"When you get to the air port go here and give them theses. There will be someone waiting on the other side for you." I sidled into the car as he talked.
"Good bye Shino" The car door closed behind me and the taxi left.
Today I was born, today I failed, today I was sent away after 16 or so years of knowledge was put into my head and in a few hours I had been sent away from the only place I really new. My name was Shino and I am a failure.
'Failure: Someone or something that fails, something that falls short of what is required or expected. Failure will not be tolerated.'
-Chapter three stops here.-