When I learned the truth about myself, there was only one thing that looped in my head, over and over, relentless, looping until my mind spun in circles.
I knew my family knew, from their expressions when I confronted them. Mom with her hands and perfectly manicured nails covering her face. Dad his brows furrowed like waves of a stormy sea.
Was this why Thomas left? I don't pretend to understand him anymore. I try to banish any thoughts involving Thomas.
Another more pressing question: Am I human?
How can I find the answer to this question?
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Empty City
Science FictionA girl awakens in an empty city devoid of people or any semblance of life. She cannot remember her past, or why she is here. Then she meets a boy whom she so badly wants to trust - because there's no one else. But is he who he seems to be? Why is...
