Chapter 1

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In the morning Logan was looking up at me "what" I snapped he shook his head and walked away I sigh climbing down from my perch he comes out from behind a tree with something he hands it to me I look down at what he gave me it was a small blackbird. We did some exploring we found a river I crouch down staring into the swirling gray water suddenly I see a flicker of moment in the water I flash my hand into the water pulling out a carp smashing its head on the rock in maybe ten minutes I caught three more heading back to camp I catch another squirrel. Logan didn't really get anything aside from a few blackbirds he also started a firewood pile soon we had a shelter build.

Later he tells me about what happened to him in the lab then I tell him about myself about my parents what happened when I was little.

"I was unconscious when I was in the tank but I still felt the pain of the needles" he says. "I was awake in the tank feeling so much pain then it stopped I heard them say quick erase her memory" I say. Anyway when I was ten it was maybe May when it happened I had just gotten a glass of water I heard a scream come from the livingroom it was suddenly cut off peeking around the doorway seeing my mom lay there dying my father starts to walk towards me then I run all the way to the barn I practically dove into trigger my mothers horses stall I hid there for maybe an hour when I heard the sirens but not before I saw a black figure they were beautiful with long brown hair that was pulled back in a ponytail their brown eyes were filled with sympathy

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