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I looked around from the trees and saw what the strange rhyming man meant. A small knob protruded from one tree trunk, high above my head. It means I must climb.

So I do just that, reaching the top in a matter of minutes. "Monkey girl can you twirl?" He laughs from the bottom of the tree.

I shrug with a giggle, swinging the door open. It swings easily open, as if a funny joke.

"Go in so I can be myself again and you may win."

I walk into the darkness the door holds. But I couldn't have ever imagined what this was.
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"My dearest baby!"

My mother ran towards me, engulfing me in a hug. I felt my heart beating rapidly, "Mom? But they killed you!"

"No silly girl! I love them! They gave me this home in the trees and I couldn't be happier here." She gives me her normal, full tooth smile.

"Really?"

I could never picture my mother saying she loves the Governments. "Yes of course sugar loaf! Now why don't you take a nice seat in that green chair over there while I make some dinner?"

I go to sit down in the blue chair, "NO!" My mother yells then takes a breath, "Why don't you sit in the green chair?"

"I don't wanna sit in the green chair."

"SIT IN THE GREEN CHAIR!"

I know immediately that something is wrong. Her voice seemed to drop an octave or two when she ordered me to do that. She isn't my mother. She is another test. Another mutant from the Governments.

"I DO NOT WANT TO SIT IN THE GREEN CHAIR WOMAN!"

"HOW DARE YOU CALL YOUR OWN MOTHER A WOMAN?" Her eyes seemed to widen, her pupils changing to a dark red.

"YOU ARE NOT MY MOTHER!"

She shrieks and her hair color changes into an ugly black with knots and tangles in it. Her fingernails grow out and her teeth grow sharp. Her voice is crackly and rough. "You are right child of Brunettes. I am not your mother. Nor would I ever wish to be. I am a Land Siren. I call you into my loving home, hoping for a decent meal. But no! They give me you! A scrawny dirty child with nothing but the clothes an YOUR back! It angers Ri." She claps her hands. "But Ri doesn't mind! Food is food. Food is food."

A forked tongue flicks out of her ajar mouth and she is slowly moving towards me. I have deducted that this woman or Land Siren is completely insane. Loco in the Coco!

"No thanks! My name isn't food!"

"No thanks to what? Why don't you just sit in that lovely electri-expensive green amazing chair? It is very comfortable. She nods.

"Then show me how comfortable it is."

"How?"

"You sit in it."

"Why?"

"You said yourself that it is comfortable. Don't you want the most comfortable seat in the house?"

"Hmmmmm...Well..."

"Come on! Most comfortable seat, said by yourself."

"Oh alright then."

As if she was fooled by her own words of saying that it is comfortable, she struts, yes struts, over and sits down in the chair. Almost immediately she goes completely limp and falls forward. I would've died if I had sat there. Thank goodness she did it for me!
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That was chapter 5!

I wonder how stupid that Land Siren actually is? Seems pretty dumb if you ask me.

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