Short stories of forced regeneration, From a girl or non-binary point of view, There will be daddy-dom and mommy-dom as caregivers, (sometimes only one of them, sometimes both).
Some stories will have forced breastfeeding or force feeding. In all...
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"Hello?" I asked. It was 02:00 am and my phone started to ring. I don't know why I answered, I usually don't answer to unknown numbers, especially at night. But I answered now. "Ava..." " Lisa? Is that you?! Are you okay?! Where are you?!" I screamed. I couldn't believe that it was her-my sister who disappeared six months ago
"I... can't explain everything right now Ava... but" she stopped and cried. "But what?!" She sniffe, "I need you... to come and get me...Please!".
I didn't hesitate for a second, "Of course." She took a deep breath and continued to sob. "Lisa, please tell me what happened" Her crying got stronger. "I won't be angry, I just need to know you're okay." She took a breath, "I'm fine, I am well fed, there's a lot of room to move here, I don't work, he takes care of me."
I knew Lisa, I knew she wasn't lying, but her voice didn't sound right. "Lisa, did you use?" Lisa tripped over her words, until she finally said. "I've been clean for six months" There was a short silence. Lisa? clean? I didn't think that would happen. My love for my sister was endless, but her love to drags was greater. That's why I was afraid of what she said, I never thought that a day would come when she would be clean.
"I need to go to sleep now, come tomorrow at 08:00 to the Evergreen community, say your name and they will tell you the exact address... I'll see you tomorrow, I..." She stopped and cried. Between her heartbreaking sobs she murmur "I love you, bye" and hung up.
I couldn't believe what happened. My sister, who disappeared six months ago, spoke to me... I started to cry. I was relieved, she wasn't dead. she. is. not. dead. I'm going to meet her tomorrow. Thank God.
I started to get ready, it's a half hour drive, but I knew I wouldn't be able to go back to sleep. Apart from my amnesia, there is no way I am trying to sleep knowing that in a few hours I will see my sister. She is my only living relative, she was there for me every moment since the death of our parents, even when she was high on drugs she supported me. I know I could try make her stop, but she couldn't handle the death of our parents. So I let her, I didn't fight her when she started smoking marijuana, or that later she started doing heroin. Now I regret not trying to stop her, because of her addiction the police ignored my pleas, ignored my pleas to find my sister. -
Three hours later I parked near the forest which was outside the community. I was 20 feet from the front gate. I saw a long fence that separated the community from the world. When I thought about it, it was the first time I would enter the community, as a child we drove by the community on trips, but we never entered. I started to bring up childhood memories from the back of my head. The time I learned how to ride a bicycle, (my dad taught me), or Lisa's 10th birthday, when all her cool friends came but she let me join the party, she always was there for me. And so without noticing the three hours passed, the time had come.
