We are not staying...that's it

Hi, my name is Subject 1678 often called by my partners as "Krishna", no one has a name around here so we gave ourselves our ancestors names. My friends are called Pythagoras, Beethoven and Beyoncé, I know what you are thinking, and yes I'm the only one that seems to have a normal name out of all of them. Anyways, after the virus killed around 2 million kids on the planet, we were kept as research to create new humans. Not in the name of humans, but in the names of science and a way to control the attacks that grown ups were having. Some of my friends say that it is "shitty", I still don't understand that word they always say. We have been here forever, we have never seen the outside or anywhere were there's fresh air, but since we are almost going to our 4,000 days alive we are planning on getting out of the facility.

Beyoncé is the younger one of all of us, she's only been alive for 2,239 days now. At first, we were planning on leaving her until she grew stronger, but she suddenly discovered our decision and told Mr. Golden about our plan. We were taken to a dark room for 10 days, in our last day Pythagoras broke a guards lip, thanks to that we are all now locked away from each other, except Subject 2030 early known as "Beyoncé". We took her name out of our friendship list forever, she is now a stranger to us and to you as well. She is Mr. Golden's favorite, we hate her for snitching us. Pythagoras says that she is as "shitty" as the Cirus. One day she went into my resting room asking me to stop being a jerk around her, of course I told her that she was the jerk and that she better get out or I would smash her early grown teeth.

That decision got me a week of half of my food taken away, she kept sitting in front of me showing me her plate full of food. It didn't lasted long, Pythagoras smacked her head with a tray leaving her bleeding all over the floor. She and Pythagoras are now on war, while I'm with Beethoven planning our way out... What we didn't know was that we were lied to... we were referred to as "product". If you ever heard the word "printing clone" you might know that's I am, this means that I don't have a family that I grew up with, I already knew that I was created from a machine, I mean where else do we come from? From our buyer wife's tummy? Anyways, I better find a way to escape before I become a "daughter" or a "kid" as the grownup say.