Confidential: A Jc Caylen Story

Franklin, Tennessee 2009

I couldn't comprehend what was happening at the time, my mind was a mess, every thought scattered. My eyes though filled with tears were wide open with shock. I couldn't speak, I couldn't walk, I could barley think about what was happening to me. My body felt numb, every injury and emotion left unfelt. My world as I knew it was collapsing around me and I could do nothing to stop it.

Los Angles, California Present Day

I stared up at the clouds as I laid in the front yard, the grass tickled my arms and I could feel ants crawling up my legs, though I didn't care. This was the first time I had been relocated to an area with such nice weather, I was planning on taking every advantage I could to soak up the sun. In the distance I heard the sounds of plastic wheels on the pavement of the street. I sat up, thinking back to my very first skateboard and how proud I was of myself when I finally nailed a kick-flip. A boy with a muscular build, slowly skated by. His skin was a perfect caramel color, his hair though tamed under a beanie poked out just enough to show the thickness and dark color. He turned and smiled, it was then I realized that I was staring.

"Olivia!" I heard my aunt yell but I ignored her. Not on purpose but simply because it took me a second to realize she was speaking to me. With every new location came a new backstory, new name, and new life. Sometimes it was hard to keep everything straight. I laid back in the grass staring up at the sky once again, taking in a deep breath, closing my eyes for only a few moments. For the first time in a long time, I let myself calm down and take in this location. However I quickly snapped back to reality when I heard a car blare its horn at the boy on the board. Jumping up and heading inside, laughing at my stupidity for trying to take a moment for myself. When you're in the witness protection program there are no moments for yourself. You always have to be on guard and aware of your surroundings. I slammed the door, locking it, back to reality.