Everyone is born with this GPS tracker. It tells you who you will be romantically involved with, who you will marry, and eventually how to find them. Most couples got together at the same time and met in between their starting points. It gives you your sexuality when you are born. Most orphans were given up by families that didn't want LGBT+ children. I was given up because my tracker was empty. Apparently the tracker was broken, or maybe I was unlovable? I don't know. I just know that when my parents saw an empty tracker, they said nothing and just handed me over to the nurse and shook their head. The hospitals kept the babies in the maternity ward for 1 year if they were given up before heading to the orphanage. I think they hope we'll die in the hospital so they won't have to keep us around.
Guess that would be easier for them to handle right? A kid dying rather than another one ending up in the orphanage. In my orphanage there are about 100 kids. My best friend and "sister" actually had a tracker that said who she would marry but not be romantically involved. It was a little bit like a bonding thing. I cried the first night I was here for my "momma". That's what I called the nurse at the hospital. At least this is what I'm told. That me and my best friend Ari curled up on the bed together and cried. I believe it, cause it sounds like me and Ari. There are three orphanages in the city. We all got these journals to document our thoughts today. I don't like it cause I'm sure they'll go through them whenever they want. If they do, Hi Nina!
I'm capable of love, but am I lovable? Probably not since my tracker was empty. We aren't allowed to leave the orphanage until we turn eighteen. And by leave I mean we are locked in this building and have never been outside. Next week is my eighteenth birthday. I get to take this with me when I leave, so I guess I'll write then. Until next time Alex. That's your name Diary!!!!
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GPS To Nowhere
Acak"You can't believe that YOU are broken. You aren't broken, the system is." I really couldn't believe that. I was broken, not my tracker, not the system. Me.