So, you're a clone

Chapter One - A New Beginning

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Hey guys! So before anything I'd just like to credit GodsOfMonsters225  for making the lovely cover to my story. Her books are pretty rad, so if you have time to go check them out, that'd be awesome! I'd also like to inform you guys that I'm going to write small notes like this after every few chapters have gone by. I'll try to update a new chapter as often as I can so you all will be able to enjoy reading my story as much as I enjoy writing it! Speaking of reading, I won't hold you back any longer. Thank you for reading this far! I hope you all like the first chapter! ~Sam
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(Anne's POV)
I picked at the remains of food on my plate with a fork as I felt my palms grow sweaty. I couldn't tell if Mrs. Todd was speaking, with the spinning of my head and the sound of my heart pounding in my ears. But I had convinced myself I was trapped in either the worst dream or in the perfect nightmare.

I was in a flashback of my creation before I snapped out of it. "Aren't you going to eat your peas?" Mrs. Todd asked me. "I'm not that hungry" I said, shrugging and pushing the plate I had in front of me towards the other end of the table. "But you love peas. Sweetie, you've been acting a bit strange. Don't you think? You haven't been acting your normal self with anything. You've even been passing up your favorite meals" Mrs. Todd grabbed my hand and sighed, looking me in the eyes with a look of worry on her pale face. "You know I love you right? I just want the best for you. So if there's anything I could do to help you feel your normal self again, let me know, Emma." I nodded and said "Thank you" Mrs. Todd kissed my forehead and I made my way out of the kitchen, up the stairs and to my bedroom.

I shut the door lightly behind me, feeling as if I was walking into a labyrinth and I didn't want to wake the beast inside it. I walked over to the edge of the bed, sitting down, feeling the thoughts of what the girl had told me flood inside my head.

(In the flashback) "I only have a few minutes to tell you everything you need to know, so listen closely and listen well" The unknown girl told me. She rambled on about her life story, and the way I should act, and not act. Although I couldn't make out who she was or half of the words that were coming out of her mouth, I did hear her say "Take the name Emma Todd and make it your own. I am giving you my name as a way of leaving a memory of myself behind. My family will never know who you are, Anne" she said, grabbing my shoulders with a firm grip "As long as you remember these five words "You are Emma, not Anne." Before I could say anything, she ran off, and the five words she left for me to remember remained an echo in my head.

(Out of the flashback) And ever since that moment I haven't been able to get those words out of my head. As hard as I've tried to keep them out they've come back and made me feel as if my brain was throbbing with pain. The headaches I've been having are only getting worse, and the voices in my head are only getting stronger with time.

I've been thinking to myself if time could really heal all wounds, there wouldn't be such thing as emergency rooms in hospitals, right? You wouldn't have to be treated within a moments notice? Maybe time heals whatever allows it to. You can't heal if you don't want to get better, can you? Although I know there is nothing in this world I rather have, than feeling like I have my own shoes on, I know Emma needs my help and that is what I'm going to do. I'm going to do the right thing no matter what it takes.

I heard a loud knock on the door a few hours later. "It's open!" I blurted out and took off my headphones. It was Mrs. Todd. "Was I interrupting? I just wanted to say goodnight to you, Emma" Mrs. Todd said with a light smile. I smiled back as she leaned in to kiss my forehead. "Uh. No, no. You weren't" "Okay, sweetie. I'll be in my room" She gave me one last quick kiss on the cheek and the forehead before she left. And I was left to drown in my own thoughts.

"You are Emma, not Anne"...