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I wish I could do something useful against the aliens, but given my current condition, I can't. I would probably die trying anyways. They seem unbeatable. What I can do, however, is learn more about this place. I still want to know more about Eleanor. Maybe I can find something that will help me learn more to defeat them. You must know the enemy to defeat them.

My dad always said that. He died the year Paige was born. The year they came. He was serving in the Navy when he got shot in the head. He loved his country. I want him to be proud of me. I want to fight against the aliens.

I find and look through my family pictures. The ones Adrian saved for me. I know it isn't anything I could use agony the aliens, and it isn't new information about Eleanor, but I don't care. I don't even realize I am crying until Cara comes in. "What happened?" she asked. "My dad..." I start to trail off. She nodded. I tell her about him. It helps that I have Cara to talk to. I don't know about Adrian, but Cara I can trust.

She tells me that she barley remembers her family. "Whatever the aliens did only partially worked on me," she says. "But it makes my thoughts cloudy from time to time."She tells me about how she thinks she was an orphan from about the age of five. She makes sure she adds in "I think," because she isn't sure if it is completely true or not.

I am glad I remember my old life. My dad doesn't deserve to be forgotten like the many others that died before the aliens came. They don't deserve to be forgotten either, but they are. There is nothing I can do about that.

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