"The Start of my story" Kalij

I was sitting in the corner of my crate mumbling something to myself. I can't remember what it was though. Then Dr. eggs walked in and brought some fruit to put into the food bowl. I move towards the front of the crate and whispered in my head to myself, " Not fruit again, do they ever give meat in this hell hole."
I took what they gave me glad to have anything at all. He walked away as soon as he saw that I had finished the fruit. I looked all around the room and stared at the several other "mutants" as they called us. I then spat and looked away as I crawled back to the back of the crate. I cuddled up in the corner and fell in a deep sleep. There was a weird vision in my head where all of us "mutants" were free, flying around the skies with our large majestic wings all fluttering as if they were one, as if we were a flock. And for the first time in my life, I felt happy.Having the space to spread and grow with people who understand me, how I feel because we have all had the same experiences in this terrible place.
I woke up talking to myself about being free and plotting out ways to escape. Every plan I could think of came to a sudden end when I found all the loopholes that went in favor to the "Dr.s." I gave up and decided to sit there and just mumble to myself about random thing that popped into my head and I argued with myself for What purposes I have no clue.

I found myself asleep again thinking about how the bird serum made me look. I thought for a bit then I found that I was discussing with myself about how I liked how I looked, " With my silver eyes and long hair, my Sea blue wings with their red tips." I started howling and enjoying my time. Then I was awoken to Ren asking her sister if she thought we were ever going to get out of here.
Ren must have heard no reply, for neither did I and she must have suggested it be a No! I turned to Ren and I said, "Yes someday we will be free and as a flock all together, in one group, for I have seen it in many dreams and I think so have have others, but no one talks about it."
she must not have heard me for I saw not even a look in her eye showing she was listening for This is how it must have always been. I'm left to the side as if no one know I was brought here just how they were.