It is the year 3033. Humans are not extinct contrary to popular belief. I lived on a dairy farm with Father, then the war began. Forcefully conscripted into the army, scientists unveiled my synthetic parts; in shock, I found that I am a cyborg and humans are extinct after all.
Hi @ehrycarrh,
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Your story is too short, as per posting guidlines in The Ink Well Manifesto;
Stories should have a minimum of 350 words and a maximum of 2,000 words; our guidance is that the ideal word count range is 700 to 1,500 words for our online community.
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We'd like to read your stories that comply with our guidlines in the future.
Thank you for your understanding, and keep writing!
You know what's great about this? It would make a really good beginning to a story. I want to read that story. This is almost a tease. Let your imagination wander and finish this. What happens after this character discovers that he/she is a cyborg? That's a tremendous conflict, coming to terms with this awareness.
You wrote this first part so well, I think you can do more. I look forward to reading the rest of the story.