A mouse.
Yet in a way, he and Charlie were the same person.
Algernon was a lab rat, a ticket to a nobel prize, simply an experiment.
Delicate, un-human, and furry but he still had a heart.
Sadly, the doctors didn’t care…
The lab made him abnormal.
He knew incredible things no one else did.
Too bad he didn’t know the lab would end his life.
His precious life toyed around with by insensitive, selfish, doctors.
Innocent, loving little fellow murdered for the sake of a disastrous experiment.
Now he lies in his flower-covered grave, a victim of intelligence…
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Hi readers! I'm Amie, the author. Thanks for stopping by my blog! I wrote my first story in the second grade, and it was called "How the Bat Got its Wings". That was the moment I fell in love with writing, at the young age of 8. I have been writing ever since. And, when you believe in something and love something, you share it with the world. So welcome to my world and welcome to my words! I post every Sunday, so be sure to stop by then! And, don't just scroll through– read, engage, and enjoy! Thank you all for your support! It means more than the world to me!
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