CHAPTER 1
When I woke up that day, I wasn't in my bed. I wasn't in my room nor my house. I didn't recgonize anything around me. I lifted the blankets off me slowly and checked out my surroundings. I walked over to the telivision which was turned to a low mumble and placed in the center of the room. My fingers did a little dance over the dusty surfaces around me as I lept to every new item. There was a human sized mirror in the far corner of the room, and within it I saw me. And I wasn't in my own clothes either. I inched closer to the mirror and touched it gently. My face looked tired, and there was a hicky on the side of my neck. My hand grazed it. How did that get there? I examined my clothes once more. I was wearing men's sweats. I smelled like polo. I looked like crap. How did I get here? Is this a safe place to be. Am I still a virgin? Where's my family.
So many questions danced and frolicked in my mindm but there was one that stuck out larger than the rest. It was like a sore reminder of something that isn't there. Some sort of dream. Some sort of make believe.
Who am I?
Who am I...
I heard a door slam from down the hall, and I quickly made my way back to my place in the bed in this foreign room.
"I know that what I did was stupid and can't be erased! At least she will never know. We will rename her, and redesign her. No one will ever realize that she is the missing girl. The only thing that anyone will know is that she is dating him." The voice paused and I peeked from between the sheets. The man from which the voice was coming from was pointing at a boy. This boy couldn't be much older than me. He had really short, almost bald, hair that was brown. I couldn't see much from this angle, but I also noticed another define feature. A birthmark. There was a cute little birthmark placed on his neck. He was by far one of the most beautiful creatures I have set my gaze upon.
"Why is she my girlfriend?" The boy asked the man.
"She is your responcibility because you were the one who brought her here." The second man answered for the first. What did he mean? Why did this boy bring me here?
"I know I did such, but how do you expect me to keep up her and my career?" His voice was shaking like he might just cry.
"You should've thought about that before you did what you did. Nine months for caring." The first man walked out of the room.
"But--"
"Think next time." The second man walked out, also, leaving just me and the boy in the room. I tried to slow down my breathing for he was looking right at me. He stepped closer to me. Ever so slowly. He looked angry, but he also looked sad. He sat down next to me on the bed, and I sealed my eyes shut.
"Oh, my lady. I'm sorry." He stood up and left the room. I waited for the door to close before I made my way back towards the mirror. I examined my reflection once again. I lightly touched my bare stomach underneath the sweats.
Nine months?
CHAPTER 2
I up in the middle of the night to low mumble. I lifted my head to find myself in a different room with a different bedset, a different telivision, a different bathroom, and a different me. I felt completely different than what I had before. I decided to do another investigation because of the suspisions of the two men and the boy earlier were still going in circles inside my mind. I made my way to the bathroom and looked at myself. I memorized myself. My hair was brown. My eyes were brown. My faced had brown freckles from being out in the sun too much. I was wearing batman pajamas. They said that they were going to redesign me. They said they were going to rename me. Have they already done so, or am I still waiting for my destiny to be played out?
