I finally decided to trust the random man, tho I had my doubts, let's be real here. Plus, I didnt even know my age...
Dr. Jason: so? mind telling me your name?
Wendy: How old am I?
Dr. Jason: straight forward, okay... you're... 12 years old it says on the file.
I felt my heart drop. 12 years old... I was 5 a moment ago!! I could feel My heart thumping in my chest as panick set in. I started hyperventilating. It's been 7 years?! I-I...
Seven years... Oh my god.... I've been with that hoe Mrs. Allison and doing her bidding for about 3 years probably. And stuck in that glass box cell or 4 years. How could this be happening?!
Dr. Jason noticed I was tearing up which I didnt notice myself and he slightly got up and a look of consern shot onto his face when he realized I was having a panick attack. He walked up to me and crouched down to my level.
Dr. Jason: Hey kid, hey, hey... calm down... it's okay... Just ask a question and I'll answer them okay? As long as you answer some of my questions, hm?
I shakily nodded, I barely heard what he said out of panick but I heard he said I can ask anything and get an answer if I answer him and honestly, that didnt sound too bad at all.
Dr. Jason: okay sweety, how about- 'and he kept talking'
I heard him talking but I was hearing it muffled. The name 'sweety' as he called me made my heart rate speed up a bit. It reminded me of Mrs. Allison and she was horrible. I may not know much because of the blackouts but I'm pretty sure she treated me like a dog.
Dr. Jasons louder yell snapped me out of my thoughts immediatly
Dr. Jason: hello!! so?
Wendy: I'm so sorry, can you repeat that...?
Dr. Jason: I understand you may zoom out from time to time. of course I'll repeat my question. what is the last thing you remember hun?
Wendy: the last thing I remember..... 'dangit... what was it?' oh, I snapped and ran but got caught by the cops and got shoved into that glass box cell.
Dr. Jasons eyes widened a bit. What seemed so shocking about my answer? He asked and I answered, like he wanted to. What did I do fucking wrong this time?! I was so caught up in my thoughts I didnt notice my hands burning with fire and I looked down in shock.
Then I felt a electric jolt of pain and I let out a cry of pain. I guess the guards thought I was gonna attack but GOD DAMN that fucking hurt!
Dr. Jason: hey! guards! She didnt even know her hands were flaming! dont tase her for that. Not this time cuz it wasnt on purpose. You okay?
That was probably the nicest thing I've heard and I gave him a genuine smile that felt like I havent done in years.
Dr. Jason: Anyway, why I was shocked is cuz that was YEARS ago and you seemed to work just fine. You were just more.... cold and emotionless and maybe even dangerous than now but you were walking, talking, thinking. How did you just forget 4 years of your life...?
Wendy: actually, I started blacking out when I was 5... I'm shocked to hear I'm 12 now....
Dr. Jason: oh... dear God... well would you like to join the Organization? We could help you better if you're one of us cuz we wont have to worry about you attacking us, I hope you understand everyone's consern.
Wendy: after seeing I can make my hand go on fire. Absolutely understandable.
Dr. Jason: thank you hun. would you like to join the organization? it's called 'Save World Of Real Dangers' S.W.O.R.D. for short.
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The Blackout (incomplete yet but enjoy)
ActionA girl named Wendy keeps getting blackouts, she doesnt remember much. 7 years flew by like a single week. Is she gonna find out what's wrong with her and will she be able to lead a normal life? You'll see in the book
