Nevada
The poor girl was barely understanding what was happening to her. As she sleeps, her head leaning against the window of Aubrey's car. She barely understands.
I have my eye still the eye on her left. Red specks surrounded by dark green.
I am the voice she calls kind. The motherly one.
She doesn't know what's happening.
Doesn't know that I can still be me.
She has my powers and my thoughts.
She also has her own thoughts. Her soul is still human.
You see three souls shouldn't be able to fit in a body.
Protection is what she needs if she stays alive,
We all do. Her soul. My soul. And the other girl's soul.
She doesn't know who she is yet. I don't even know all that she is capable of.
Yet if she likes calling me the nice girl, then so be it. I am a mother goose. Always have been. And always will be.
If she wants to know my name she just needs to ask. If she needs protection, hope, I will be there.
Yes, I miss my body. Miss being in control of my own limbs. But as long as Eva needs me she is stuck with me. And I am stuck with her.
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