《November 1, 1996》
On a bright, warm day a child was born he cried as he breathed his first breathe of air.
He had soft brown hair and gentle brown eye's with white pupils. The pupils were shaped different though, they were shaped like a curved teardrop and had a black dot in the bigger part of it.
The mother didn't care as long as he was healthy, when she saw him she thought a bit before naming him.
Doctor: What shall you name your healthy, newborn son Ms. Not Found?
Mother: ...I shall name him George, George Not Found. He will grow up to be a nice young man and help people in need, isn't that right George?
She played with him as he responded with a cry when hearing his new name.
George grew up to be very kind and a fast learner, he crawled at six months and started walking at one year. He mumbled tiny words at a year and a half, George loved going outside to play with tiny creatures and living things.
He showed many signs of being more different then normal kids, lots of people noticed it but his mother never cared she saw him as a miracle child.
Many people questioned why his eye's were different and what the meaning of his pupils were but no one found the answer, on his third birthday his mother surprised him with a blue shirt and when she asked him if he liked it he said he loved the color red.
His mother grew worried and took him to a doctor, turned out George wasn't as healthy as he seemed to most people.
George was colorblind, of course George didn't know what that meant for him. He walked up to his mother who was crying and asked her what was wrong.
George: Momma why are you crying, is something wrong?
She looked at him, picking him up and setting him on her knees, hugging him.
Mother: No baby nothing is wrong, mommy is just stressed that's all.
George: Ok mommy.
George hugged her falling asleep, after that things were pretty normal. George was three and happy but he also felt alone, no kids wanted to play with him cause of how different he was from them.
He enjoyed the outdoors it was like a second home to him, he loved nature and life itself never harming it, always protecting it when he could.
Grown-ups always looked at George in a weird way, they always thought he was something else, something not human.
George always played by himself he seemed alone and it was like that for awhile, he thought he would always be alone.
That was until August 12, 1999, the day everything changed for George... and for man kind too.
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