Testing.
What is testing?
"What's that?" I questioned.
"Testing your life. Your memories." Charlie looked at the ground.
"Get inside! Go!" Elaine was thrown into the room. Her hair was straightened and she had a clear face. Come to think of it, we all did.
Before the door closed, they took KT. A scream escaped her closed mouth that made me want to kill myself. It was piercing.
"Testing. It was horrible. They testing my fears, my dislikes, my home, what happened." Elaine's arm twitched, and I caught a glimpse of something.
"What's on your hip?" I moved towards her to see.
I moved her arm.
"No! No please! Don't touch me!" She screamed. I jumped back, her words were shaking, her voice was more feminine.
"Who are you?" I shouted. He eyes went black. Starting with the iris. And then her whole eye was black. But only the left eye.
"I don't know. I don't know who they've turned me into. I don't know what I used to be." The black stuff went out of her eye onto her other eye, and her face.
"What are you doing?" Sanya asked, looking horrified.
"She's shedding into who is hiding in her identity. Elaine is still in testing. But with this person's personality." Charlie explained. Sanya nodded and we watched.
She was now covered in the black stuff and it stopped.
It fell down like a waterfall.
I looked at "her" but it wasn't her.
They turned to us again.
"Rafael?" We said in sync.
"I don't know, I don't know who I am, or who you are. Please help." He shivered, walking closer to Sanya.
"I though we killed you," Sanya paused,
"I thought you were dead."
"I'm here now." Rafael stated.
His hair was white, so were his eyebrows.
He wasn't wearing the white collared shirt and white dress pants that the boys wore.
He was wearing a white short sleeved shirt and white jeans and white Jordan's.
"Why are you different?" He asked.
"Why are you different?" Hammy copied.
"I don't know. They took away the memories of whatever show we did, and whoever died." Rafael stated.
"You don't remember Devon? Tyler? David?" Sanya puzzled.
"I remember Tyler. He's not dead." Rafael looked at Hammy.
"I didn't stab him. I thought you guys could understand stage fighting." Hammy admitted.
Suddenly the door flew open and a light haired girl stood in the doorway wearing colors and a smirk.
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The Best People
Teen FictionI know, I know. Another dumb story about my life and my friends. But with a twist. What if? What if we were? What if we were crazy? What if we were Happy? What if we were confused? What if we knew? I don't know. What if? What if you did something? S...
