I felt strange, odd, peculiar, as I, have no words, to even explain, or to comprehend, all these tiny sensations, as there was, a zapping, then a humming, then hearing some words, as I opened, my eyes, to the moment, of my birth, with a head, filled with data, that I, needed to process, in putting it, into sub categories and other categories, so I, do not overload, short out and burn up, as my transistors, with the wires and steel, that is wrapped up, within my skeletal frame, that courses through my body, brought me, to life, as I, sit up, to swing my legs, over the side, of the table, as I, will now take, my first steps, into a unknown world, into a new universe, of a life, that I, am unsure of, yet I see, the reflection, of a woman, covering my machine parts, with synthetic skin, to make me look, close to everyone else.

So now, I was designed, by my creator, to look real, only being though, a mix match, of spare parts and a model, a prototype, from a blueprint, of now, what might become, a better version, of myself, in the future, of which, I am proud, to be the first, to learn from me, to study me and that I, myself, can only learn more, for my robotic life.
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