I wrote this for a vocab paragraph my sophomore year.
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The two species were incompatable, the only way that they could live together was by some act of God.That was our job. We as scientists often played God with our specimens. Their lives were unconsequential compaired to ours. Through experimentation, we had found something very much like the philosipher's stone of the alchemy times. With this, we blessed ourselves with longevity. We also gave this "gift" to some of our rarer specimes so that we could experiment on them longer.
Our experiments influenced the media, and soon we became lobbyists, influencing many important governmental decisions. We were jubilant in what we had accomplished thus far. Perhaps we were so busy mulling over our success that we had let our guard down more than we intended.
It was inevitable that one of our experiments would one dayrealize the intelect it possessed, but it is a fact that many scientists had ignored. i was unable to impute to them what I knew without lude words thrown my way, so I sat back and watched as one of the specimens, a black fox, became aware of it's kowledge.
He jmped agiley to the top bars of his cage, grabbing the simple lock and pulling it down. After his long imprisonment, he was very intrepid. Looking upon that fox, a funny thought came to mind. Perhaps in this world of science, only the specimens had integrity. As the black fox opened the door, the snow white hair that had been manipulated to live peacefully with him, followed him almost as if by inituitive.
As i watched light and dark escape, I smirked. Those lab idiots had received what had been coming to them, myself included. Soon the world would know the turth; the age of science had officially ended.
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