Chapter 1

  Am I dead?

  I don't think so.

  Mom? Dad? Where are you?

"Mom? Is that you? Why are you on the floor? Mom! Mom!" I have to find Dad. "Dad! Dad! Mom isn't getting up. There's blood everywhere. Dad!" Huh is that a leg? "D- Dad?" What.... Dad.... Why am I dizzy? Why are Dad's limbs everywhere? Why? Why? No, I can't leave Dad. I can't pass out. No. No!

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"NO!"  

Huh? Ah.... I had that dream again. Why os this happening to me? I thought I had overcome it. Sigh...... I better get ready. I have another busy day today.

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"Good morning ma'am" I said to Dr. Natasha. She was my adoptive mother who took me in after my parents died. She was also my aunt.

"Took you long enough." Dr Natasha os a thirty year old woman with long brown hair and cunning green eyes that always had a twinkle as if she was planning something.

"Take out the trash and then meet me at the lab..... I want to show you something." Dr Natasha said pointing to the overfilled trash bin.

"Ok ma'am" I said picking up the trash and walked away. 

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  The portrait of my parents and I. I looked so happy back then. My blue eyes had a twinkle in it but it isn't there anymore. My black hair is all bushy and I haven't groomed it for months. I should probably wash my shirt. I've worn this shirt for more than five days. When last have I even showered? Oh well. Life is it as it is. 

  The trash sure stinks. I better get it out of the house. I wonder what the fox (Dr. Natasha) wants to show me. It's probably one of her "inventions" that have been discovered before. Sigh..... I guess I have no choice but to go.