• I stared out the window and saw a man holding a robotic arm in one hand. I went to the fridge got some milk and sat on the love seat. I drank the milk.I thouht of what someone might be doing out there. I went back to my back yard window and stared out it agian. He was gone.
    I went outside into the park were I had seen him. I had taken my dog cheeto for protection. After walking around a while we headed back for home.Out of no were, before alert cheeto, always ready for something to happen, could bark some one put there hand on my shoulder. I turned, stumbled, and fell hard to the ground.I looked up. I saw a man, that same man. "Do you want this arm?" He ask me, "no," I said. "I see," he replied with a smile. He walked away and I returned to my house.
    Later that night before I went to bed, I had the strangest feeling I was being watched. I closed my curtains, turned of the light, and layed on my bed face down. I fell asleep. I woke up during the night shaking uncontrolably. I heard the clanking of metal. I tried to scream but could not, I tried to move but could not. Then everythng vanished. I cried. Everyone told me it was a dream.
    The next mourning I awoke. I felt sick to the bone, dizzy, and ready to trow up. My mom was cooking breakfast, so I walked out. " could you help me make some scrambled eggs?" she asked. I dizzily agreed. I went to the stove and cracked some eggs into a pan. "Macky!" she screamed. My hand was on the burner but I felt no pain. "are you ok, oh my gosh, are you hurt?" She walked over and grabed my arm. It was normal. "Thank goodness," She said. The burner was on high. Then I added "mom high is to much heat for scambled eggs.
    Those terrible dreams kept coming back and I was sure I was losing my mind.I did not eat and I did not sleep. My poor parents, who always cared, were getting increasingly worried about me. They would constantly nock on my door, but I would never answer them. My mom picked up the phone, dialed a number and waited. She started to talk.
    They took me away and told my parents I was crazy. My parents cried in front of me but I just gave them a blank stare. It was tha same man telling them I was crazy. Telling them I would be sent somewere safe, were I would be treated. He pulled me into a truck, got in, and put on his seatbelt. We drove off. From then on my name was technological achievment one.
    They stuck neddles into my body, locked me up in a cell, and gave me the best food I ever ate.That same man who I saw though my window came into the cell "Hello, I am Mr Jingles," he said with a smile and then continued. "I am turningyou into the perfect military warrior, as you might already Know in the case of your arm. But you will not only be part robot, but bird, or fish. Anything you want,"He laghed and then left the cell, making sure to lock up.
    As the days passed, they pricked and pricked away me with needles, and I finally began to notice the changes. My Back began to hurt, my chest became larger, I was able to hold my breath for hours on end, my feet began to change shape, and best of all there seemed to be no side effects.
    As my body changed my mind was leaving. What use is the ultimate warrior if it can't understand eglish,"He yelled, and I exploded at the fact that he called me"it". I trew a fit in my cage but nobody cared. I thought I heard somebody say I think "it" understands.
    On the last few days of my transformation they let me fly, and swim all over the place, that made me happy. I found on one flight the I could barely make out english now. It was like a human, wich I no longer was, listening to birds. You had an Idea of what was happening, but you could not under stand them.
    On the last day of my transfomation, they called me a failure. They set me "free" and allowed me to fly in specific zones, far from the public. I usually fly, but when I see Mr Jingles I become very angery.
    Mr Jingles was a sad angery man now. He often paced around looking from person to person,yelling at one every now and then. I was his only living experiment, but since I could not speak or uderstand any english now I was no use to him. One day I stumbled across an underground cave.I flew in it and saw a large amount of robotics, I instanly rememberd Mr Jingles, the robotic arm, and everything he did to me. This was a spark that inturn set of an explosion of memories, and then everything was clear. Those dreams were not dreams, those dreams were MrJngles experimenting on me. Even the english language became clear agian. Everything did. I wanted to kill Mr Jingles. I flew off to find him. There he was screaming "Idiots," to some men. I swooped down, grabed him, and trew him down. He layed there. His men shocked me. When I woke up I was in a tube of water. "Very well done-," He siad the grabed his chest and fell to his knees. "Help me you Idiots," He sreamed. Poor Mr Jingles That nice man, was dieing. No one helped that once joyful man, who turned into a terrible and greedy man.
    After he died, everyone who worked for him left. I was left there. If I tried to leave I would be zapped, an I would die.Mr Jingles was a happy man but know he's happier.