The beginning

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This world is.... strange. It's a world where you're born with emotions or you aren't, you don't get a choice. My parents were born before the changes, they can feel what ever they want, they can fake emotions and more, but my generation, the newest generation, is different. Allow me to explain.

All: You can feel every emotion and fake emotions, you are human if you are born as an all.

None: You don't feel shit. Nothing. You can't understand emotions or fake them, you're practically a robot.

Singular emotions: These people are born with one emotion and have no ability to feel any others.

We don't hate living like this. For one reason and one reason only: the donation boxes. Every person who falls into the none or singular categories is assigned a special box at birth which people can donate emotions into, the only downside is you can't donate your own emotions into your own box. But hey- it's not like we're forced to carry the emotions of others you can throw them away and over time they'll decay, break down, all that crap.

My parents often cry for me as I was born as a none but I didn't mind for a while, I was never sad, I cried because of pain and laughed from being tickled, but I've never felt any emotions when those things happened. When I found out about happiness as an emotion, I wished and wished that someone would donate some sort of happy emotion: love, joy, gratitude anything like that, but my wishes well, they weren't ever heard.

Now you've had some context as to what my world is like you can hear my full story. Oh- I'm Fern by the way.

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Authors note: First chapter done! I really hope you'll enjoy this story I've got so many ideas for it so brace yourselves.

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