3~ Who Are You?

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**AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hey, sorry about the cliffhanger, but it had to be done. I had NO CLUE how to end that chapter or what the note was gonna say so it seemed like the best option at the time. But, nonetheless, I'm back with another chapter. I'm writing this note before I actually write the chapter, so fingers crossed that this one will be longer! (This note will actually help my word count.) Onto the story!**

As I open the note, my heartbeat quickens. I'm excited but also scared. What if I didn't sound like my old self? What if they knew about my lost memories?

I push all of my doubts aside and fully open the paper. It says:
"I've been trying to but this is the first time that you've responded. And the note is because you don't have a phone yet. Speaking of which, you should ask your Aunt Kassy for a phone for your birthday or for Christmas since your birthday was like 8 days ago. Happy late birthday, by the way!"

The note makes me smile lightly. I catch myself. Why am I smiling at this note? I don't even know who it's from! I stare at it for a bit, trying to search my memory for any fragment of information that could be useful.

I walked to my desk and put the note in the place of the old one, which was gone when I woke up. I'll figure out something to write in it later. But this person, whoever they are, gave me a great idea! I can write a note or letter to whoever is out there to ask them for things or ask them questions. Then again, I never hear anything outside of the door, so maybe no one lives here with me and they only visit every two days to supply me with the things I need to survive.

**ANOTHER AUTHOR'S NOTE: Yes, I'm aware this chapter isn't great. I am motivated but don't know what I'm writing at this point. ;-;**

I grab a spiral notebook and start to write a letter to whoever gave me the supplies.

"Dear Supplier,
I don't know who you are, but what I do know is that you've kept me alive for the past two years. So, I thank you for that. Even so, you've kept me alone in this room for these past two years. So, I have a few demands/requests:
~Better varieties of food. (What you've been giving me is getting a bit repetitive.)
~A phone (So I can contact people and have a social life.)
~Maybe a window? Please? I'm pale.
~A light that doesn't randomly turn on in the middle of the night.
~A week every month to get out of this room.
~^ If not a week, at least a weekend.
~An education of some sort.
~A new desk because this one is falling apart.
That's all I can think of for now. Please let me have at least some of these things. By the way, the phone is a demand, not a request. Thanks! <3

~Luna
PS: Write back."

**HOLY- I just accidentally reloaded the page and I lost over half of the chapter but thankfully Wattpad is smart and asked me if I wanted the newer save of the chapter and when I clicked yes, it all came back. ;-; It scared meee...**

I walk to the door and slip the letter under it. I get bored of waiting. I've just been sitting for about an hour. Then I realized, I have books. So I walk over to my favorite shelf and skim over the books, trying to choose what to read. I pick out "The Hunger Games" by Suzzane Collins, and begin to read.

~Time Skip Cuz Yes (It's 10:30 p.m. now)~

I hear a knock at my door as an envelope slides out from under it. I put my bookmark in the book and close it as I get up. Putting my book down on my purple blanket, I inch towards the door. The envelope is just like a normal one, except this one is extremely thick. I bend down and wrap my hands around it. The envelope is smooth, smoother than any that I've seen before. It's also pretty heavy to just be a letter.

I open it up slowly. As I do, I close my eyes and reach for the paper. It's a letter that responds to mine.

"Dear Luna,

I have read over your requests and need time to think. You are very welcome, though it is not my kind heart that makes me keep you alive. It was in your mother's will that she wanted me to take care of you. As for why you are locked in, there is a reason. A..."
**Sorry to interrupt but did you see what I did there? Locked in. Like chapter 1's title?**
"...A reason that will expose itself in time. It's not something that should be rushed. There is one demand that I do not have to think about, though. You are old enough to have one. I'm guessing you already found the phone that is in the envelope with this. It is activated and ready to go. All you have to do is create your Apple ID and the phone will be usable.

I have a few rules for this phone.
1. Do not use your real name on the internet.
2. Do not tell anyone on the internet any personal information.
3. Go to sleep at a reasonable time.
4. Make sure to keep your location off at all times.
5. DO NOT go into the Maps app.
6. Keep. It. Charged. I've included a charger for you.
7. Don't do anything stupid... Please.

If there is even an emergency, you may break rules 4 and 5. Do that and then call 911 for help.

Once I've decided on the requests, I will text you. My number is xxx-xxx-xxxx. Your number is xxx-xxx-xxxx.

BE RESPONSIBLE

~Your Caretaker, Supplier ;)"

Excited, I grab the phone and do all of the things needed in order to make it usable. Then I remember the note. I scramble over to the desk and I open contacts on my phone to get my number. Grabbing the nearest pen and not bothering to sit down, I write on the note.

"Hey, I took your advice and I got a phone as a late birthday present! My number is xxx-xxx-xxxx. Text me as soon as you get this so we can talk without notes!"

I leave the note on my desk as before and I go get ready for bed.

~After Nightly Routine~

I cozy up in my bed as I put my phone on the charger and on my bedside table. I fall asleep quickly.

**AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hey. So I had no clue what I was doing this entire chapter. Also, I have a question. Does anyone else get a weird sensation in their back/on their spine when they've been writing or drawing for too long? Or is that just me?

This is an EXTREMELY long chapter compared to what I've been doing so I hope you enjoyed it.

Edit: So the thing that happened with the reloading the page and that's when I changed the name to have (Part 1) but then I forgot to change it when Wattpad fixed itself, sorry!

See you next chapter! 💜

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