The next thing I remember was someone screaming in my ear just as I was dreaming of my future, adopted and gender neutral children and thinking of proper names like "fox" and "wolf" for them.
I was still pretty pleasantly surprised to meet the person with whom I was planning to adopt them. Not that I'm going to tell secrets like that to you just yet.
However sh...err, I mean, the Person was very distressed and said daddy had gone somewhere without telling me. That was very unlike daddy. He usually said: "I'm going to the loo and come back in five minutes, so don't even think of running."
So Ama...um, the Person said I was in big trouble because apparently escaping from the Patriarchy was a huge sin and like in some backwater masculine fascist dictatorship they would then punish the kin too. That's me. So the Person told me I should escape too.
I was shocked about this! My daddy parent, after all these years, turned out to me a freedom fighter!
It was then that I understood that I should pack up my stuff and follow him into wherever he had went to help fighting the good fight against the tyranny of white heterosexual, meat eating, right wing males!
For emancipation!
Of course now that the truth was out, I wasn't popular anymore. Butch, in particular, had finally figured out what I told him right before that goat test and didn't want to be my friend anymore. It never occurred to him that he never was in the first place.
And of course the tyrannical police force of the place I was living in was also trying to take me again to the dark daddy room as soon as they found me.
But I wasn't going to listen to it! No more! Down with the thousands of years old traditions and established society structures!
I still have nightmares of that day, though! The place was full of bugs and I had to fight them off with my bare fists!
But even as pacifist as I am, I enjoyed giving some good slapping to the opressors that had kept me down for so many years now. It felt...liberating...
And after countless of bugs...
...giving the finger to the old Overseer who had tried making me the slave of his system...
...And a few more slaps for a good measure...
I finally found the secret tunnel that I was looking for. For freedom!
As I descended down the tunnel that had opened under the throne of the evil Overseer, a new thought crossed my mind.
I realized that I had lived for 18 years in here...without ever knowing that you could get out? I mean, no one ever told me about this huge metal door. Or what was behind it. It started occurring to me, that the world of which the books I had studied in school talked about, all that talk about global consciousness and fighting for universal suffrage...
...Wasn't actually talking about the metal corridors and the bright electrical lights I had learned to call the world for my whole life. As I approached the old door made of some weird, organic material, I realized that beyond is must have been something...
...Different.
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(Yeah, sue me: couldn't resist posting a cliffhanger before tomorrow. 
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