Appointments..... appointments

I could not wait for it to come; the day when I got to back to Dr Baren's lab. My emotions rushed when I found out we were going there the following day. I mean the guy seemed really nice, friendly...to kids that is....and he treated me quite well. Who wouldn't want to return to such a guy!?

The week flew by quite fast and before I knew it, my first appointment was the next day. Unlike the previous week, this time I had quite enough information on the awaited day. Plus, the tension between my parents and I had eased a little and we were talking more as time went by.

That day, we woke up quite early and immediately preparations began. In a few hours, we were ready and out the door. We were in our time so we had no need to rush. At BarenCo, we had to wait a while for the allocated time to reach but it wasn't long. When the time was right, we were called in to the laboratory. There we found Dr Baren working on the same machine he was working on the previous week. He seemed too busy to notice us, however it must have been intended. He wanted us to think that. I mean, he was expecting us...duh!!

After Suzie notified him of our arrival, he gave us the attention we deserve. He first chatted with my parents for a while and then had me in the private lab...again. Suzie joined us for a while, well that is before Dr Baren sent her away because he said he wanted total privacy. This time we did not use any machines, rather he just asked me a few simple questions...you know...the kind a four year old child could answer.

I remember telling him about the monster family I spent a lot of time with. I even told him about eechay, my little monster friend. He listened intently. I can say that because he took notes as I spoke. He seemed to have a lot interest in the monster family, most especially eechay. He asked about him multiple times and I gave him the childish answers I could. The questions got harder as we went and when he noticed that I could no longer answer as well as before, he ended the appointment.

He thanked me for my time and then we joined my parents in the other room who were enjoying a conversation with Suzie. I know that because they were laughing. On catching sight of us, they all smiled. Dr Baren placed me next to Suzie and then asked my parents to join him in the other room. They agreed. I remained there with Suzie who kept me laughing and smiling the short time my parents were gone with Dr Baren. After that time was done, they returned. Then my parents and I left the laboratory and BarenCo. Unlike our drive to, our drive from BarenCo was much more cheerful. I don't why but I liked it.

The next appointment was the same as the first. Actually, I think for about the first two years, the appointments revolved around question and answer sessions with Dr Baren, sometimes for both me and my parents. The question and answer shit took so long that sometimes Dr Baren asked questions he had asked a while ago. Whenever I realized that, I break into laughter at him and then he would realize it and laugh as well. At six years, I could answer most questions that Dr Baren threw at me.

Dr Baren and I saw each other almost everyday, and for a while it was fun but then it became a routine. Sometimes, I felt very bored by him. All in all, I liked him and I considered him a friend. I was closer to him than I was with my parents. Sadly, this feeling did not last long. I suddenly went from a bed of roses to a pit of knives and thorns. "But why???!!!"you may wonder. Well, I've got all the answers you need.

When Dr Baren realized that I was now six years, he started showing me around the lab again, telling me the use of each and every machine. This took only a week. After that week, Dr Baren ruined our relationship. He introduced to machines again. This time, the machine did not just scan me, rather it electrocuted me. God....it was really painful. Fortunately, I did not die from the shock, but I pretty sure I got numb for a while.

I wanted to know why Dr Baren did what he did. Did he not care anymore? When I asked, he said that he did it out of love and that it was for my own good. But was it really.  know... since we were such good friends, and he promised. Sadly, he broke his promise two weeks later and he carried out painful tests on me again. Had he forgotten?!! Ofcourse not, he just wanted to do what he did. The broken promise made me very angry, so angry that I did not want to open up to anyone, not even to Dr Baren. Apparently, he did not seem to care because even with my frowned face, he did not even ask. Infact, he made painful tests a regular thing.

The machine tests really impacted on me. By the age of 10, looked like I was being starved to death. Okay....that may be an exaggeration, but still, I was really thin and I did not like it. So just like that appointments ruined my life and I blame Dr Baren wholly for everything.😡😡😡

Writer's note

Hey guys....seems like Dr Baren is at it again. Poor Desire, her life is becoming so suckish

Will it become better with time to come?!

Your guess is as good as mine🤔🤔🤨🤨😐😐😶😶