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                                                     Amulya   Gupta
                                                      2019D2TS1278P

               Each  day,  I  do  a  similar  daily  schedule.  I  unplug  the  force  string  from  my  fake  art  lux  and  go
               to  open  the  blinds.  The  sun  is  useful  for  my  body’s  sheath.  After  washing  in  the  daylight  for  a
               few  minutes,  I  go  to  the  washroom.  I  can’t  shower  like  a  standard  human,  the  water  would
               wreck  my  skin  like  sheath.  All  things  being  equal,  I  utilize  a  70%  liquor  answer  to  rub  down
               my   whole   body.


               Also,  Presto!  That  essentially  wraps  up  my  every  day  schedule.  In  any  case,  today  was  no
               day.

               Today   was   my   first-day   going  to  secondary  school?  An  extraordinary  secondary  school,  a
               human   secondary  school.  At  no  point  ever  would  I  have  believed  that  an  android  would  be
               permitted   in   a   similar   social   setting   as   people   since   the   Android   Uprising   of   2050.   I’m
               actually  shocked  that  I  was  permitted  to  live  with  a  human  receiving  family.  Talking  about
               people,   I   heard   a   piercing   screech,   “Daniel!   BREAKFAST!”   “I’M   COMING!”   I   shouted
               back.  I  immediately  got  my  book  sack  and  went  to  the  first  floor.  As  I  plummeted  the  steps,  I
               saw  the  entire  family  finding  a  spot  at  the  feasting  table.  Mrs.  Clark  and  Mr.  Clark  found  a
               spot  at  the  top  of  the  table,  while  their  children  sat  on  one  or  the  other  side.  Mrs.  Clark  gazed
               upward   and   tended   to   me.   “We   were  hanging  tight  for  you.  Come  eat”.  I  could  sense  the
               frigid  tone  in  Mrs.  Clark’s  voice.  Mrs.  Clark  was  the  authority  of  the  family  who  didn’t  try  to
               shroud   the   way   that   she   was   not   very   enamored   with   me.

               If   not  for  the  weighty  measure  of  cash  that  the  public   authority  paid  to  have  families,  she
               couldn’t  ever  have  permitted  me  into  her  family.  I  didn’t  utter  a  word  as  I  plunked  down  close
               to  Ciara  Clark,  the  infant  in  the  family,  and  opposite  Cole,  the  oldest  youngster.  The  present
               breakfast  was  hotcakes  and  strawberries.  I  took  a  psychological  note  that  I  got  less  food  than
               every   other   person.   Yet,   it’s   alright,   I   didn’t   require   human   food   to   endure.   “Are   you
               energized  for  your  first  day  at  Capital  high?”  I  turned  upward  and  saw  Cole  grinning  at  me.
               Gosh,  he  was  adorable  to  such  an  extent  that  I  couldn’t  resist  the  opportunity  to  redden.  He
               had  delightful  mahogany  skin,  with  kind  earthy  colored  eyes  and  a  stellar  dimpled  grin.  He
               was  effectively  the  kindest  individual  in  the  family.  “No  doubt!  I’ve  heard  anecdotes  about
               your  secondary  school  and  how  friendly  you  folks  are.”  Instruction  in  the  encampment  was
               basic.  We  put  a  chip  in  our  hard  drive  and  downloaded  all  the  data  into  our  memory.  “Indeed,
               OUR  secondary  school.”  Ciara  intruded  on,   stressing  the  word  ours.  Ciara  certainly  wasn’t  an
               aficionado  of  the  android,  and  like  her  mom,  she  wasn't  hesitant  to  show  it  “Stop,  Ciara”.  Mr.
               Clark  said,  flipping  his  paper.  Mr.  Clark  was  a  man  of  not  many  words,  however  when  he
               talked  it  was  to  keep  the  harmony.  He’s  constantly  been  reasonable  for  me  and  never  dealt
               with  me  like  I  was  lesser  than.  Ciara  feigned  exacerbation,  however,  said  nothing  and  kept  on
               eating  her  food.  After  breakfast,  we  started  taking  off  to  the  bus  station.  As  I  started  leaving
               the  front  entryway,  Ciara  snatched  my  arms  and  murmured  to  me,  “I  can  see  the  manner  in
               which  you  take  a  gander  at  my  sibling.  He  could  never  go  for  a  droid  like  you”.  The  word
               droid  hit  me  hard.  It  was  a  slur  that  was  utilized  to  help  us  Androids  remember  our  place.
               That  despite  the  fact  that  we  take  after  people,  we  were  not  one  of  them.  We  were  lesser  than
               them.  She  pushed  past  me,  getting  up  to   speed  with  Cole.  I  took  as  much  time  as  necessary
               strolling  to  the  bus  station,  needing  to  set  aside  effort  to  recover.  I  wasn’t  going  to  allow  Ciara



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