Alice
Alice tossed another chunk of bread out to the ducks that were ushering their babies around the lake. "Ducks," she shouted repeatedly as she giggled uncontrollably. "I wish I could keep a baby duck. But I think it would miss you to much Mama Duck." A baby duck wandered from it's mother to the chunk of bread resting at Alice's side. "Hi little duckie." Alice picked up the willing duckling and held it in the palm of her hand. She gently pet the little animal with her finger, giggling as it quacked happily to her.
Not to much longer after, the rest of the babies family made their way to her. "You guys are so cute! So pure ..." The ducklings were fuzzy and soft still new to the world. Some of them probably wouldn't make it, but they were looking at the world like nothing was wrong. "I wish I could be like you guys. Besides the feathers," Alice giggled. "Oh well. I'm here now."
The bread was soon gone and the duck family headed back to the pond. Alice herself put in her headphones, blasted her music and laid back in the grass, watching the clouds pass. She got fed, had people to take care of her, she had a room, what was missing? Nothing as far as she was concerned. Maybe she was the only cyborg who thought so, but Alice knew that what they did wasn't right. She wasn't sure what the difference between right and wrong were anymore. But if she told that to the shrinks, she might have to be completely reconditioned.
Alice yawn and stretched, a nap sounded amazing. So when her eyes drifted shut to the beat of her music, she didn't try and stop it from happening.