I met someone who claims to have worked for the organization that uses the disappearances to test the patience of the families.

My dad works as a manager at a fast-food restaurant and one of his co-workers is this teenage girl. She is a very quiet girl and my dad only sees her when she is on shift. She has a very strange aura and my dad always felt like she is hiding something. One day my dad was curious and asked her if she had ever worked anywhere else before she started working at the restaurant. She hesitated and eventually my dad’s curiosity turned to concern and he asked her again. Then she started crying and told my dad she needed to tell someone. She took my dad aside and told him (my dad made her write it down and she gave the paper to my dad. He gave me the paper and told me to post it online for her).<br><br>I used to work for a secret organization. I don’t know what they call it but they gave me the codename “Slytherin”. I don’t know why they gave me that name or if I would get in trouble for sharing it but I honestly don’t care. The organization studies missing people. They track down people who have gone missing for years and abduct them, forcing them into experiments to test their physical and mental health. They aren’t allowed to contact their families or anyone else from their old lives, and are given new names and identities. They are also forced to work, either doing jobs for the organization, or working ordinary jobs with the names and identities they have been given. I was an in-between. I was given a new identity and made to work at the restaurant but I wasn’t an experimentee. Although I was given a new identity, I was still myself, not some person made up in a lab. <br><br>I was once an experimentee but something happened to me and I became something else. The organization calls me a vampire but I am not a blood sucking vampire. I am a patience vampire. Whenever I am around people, I suck up all of their patience. The scientists couldn’t figure out how I became this way but they eventually found out that I have an organ which produces the sucking up of people’s patience. They decided to use me to study the families of the missing people they have abducted and were holding at their facilities. <br><br>They would sit me in a room filled with monitors with cameras recording inside the houses of the families. They would give me headphones and feed the sound from the cameras into the headphones. I would sit there and listen to the families talking about their missing loved ones. I would suck up their patience and then the next day I would suck up even more. I would sit there all day every day sucking up the patience of the grieving families. <br><br>Eventually, the families would start losing their patience. They would start arguing over meaningless things until they wouldn’t be able to stand each other. Eventually, they would split up and then the organization would take the missing person and erase their old life from their memory and replace it with the new identity and life they had been given. They would erase the memories of the old life but not the skills and experiences. They would use these skills and experiences to make the missing people do work for them. <br><br>I would suck up the families' patience until they couldn’t function as families anymore. I was the reason why the missing people were able to live their new lives without wanting to contact their old families. I was the reason why the families couldn’t move on with their lives. I was the reason why the missing people were stuck in the facilities for the rest of their lives. <br><br>Eventually I had sucked up so much patience that I sucked up the patience of the scientists watching me through the monitors. They became so fed up with me that eventually when they realized they didn’t need me anymore, they let me go. I sucked up their patience so much that eventually they couldn’t take it anymore. <br><br>I no longer work for the organization and am living a new life now. I wasn’t given an identity like they gave to the missing people but I was given enough money to live by myself and get a job and support myself. I don’t know where the other missing people are but I know that I am the reason they will never see their families again. I am the reason why their families couldn’t function as families anymore. I am the reason why the missing people are now a part of the organization. <br><br>I didn’t want to do it but they forced me. I didn’t have a choice. I had to suck up the patience. <br><br>I am so sorry.