Experiments

at the NICU the clock on the wall hits 2 AM deep in the night I try to move my right arm resulting in the twins lifting in the air right arm, I originally intended to only move my male self but both moved, over the next 45 minutes I keep trying to move my bodies separated from each other but seems rather difficult at 3:35 it happened I lifted my left arm only on my male body while my female body lifted the right one -augh(YES!!)- -BUBA EOUGH(FUCKING FINALLY)- with my triumphant victory and having exhausted the energy of the bodies of 2 newborn babies I go back to sleep.

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2 months have passed since I was born, and I learned quite a few things since I was at the hospital. 5 years have passed since the day I died, it's 2004 now, the names of my (new?)parents are Clara and Richard Dias my mother seems to be from a rural village in another country and my father is from a prestigious family here in the US his father was a magnate in the tech field and decided to leave everything to his son but due to my father falling in love with my mother he was disinherited, but him having contacts from various friends from the university didn't become homeless and earns a good amount of money although nothing compared to what he could have if he had abandoned my mother. After successfully being able to move different arms on different bodies I tried moving my heads in opposites directions, I **** myself to train day after day until I succeed it felt kind of weird and made me think of a chameleon looking in a different directions with each eye