The States! (Aph)

//When I woke up.\\

Some shiz may be wrong. Sorry !just comment and tell me and I'll fix. Tried,my best though.
'french'
'Spainish'
'English'
---=forgotten thing

   When I woke up for the first time I didn't know anything. I walked around in the woods until someone found me. I was cleaned up and was taught to speak, Spanish is what they called it. After I knew that I was introduced to a man. --- who would be my caretaker. I called him "Césped verde" --- I don't really remember much from this time. I barly remember what he was like. All I remeber vividly was they day he left. It was --- --- --- --- and I remember everyone else in the house leaving to. leaving me alone. Loneliness, Hurt, then hunger is what came to me. Hunger. Hunger. Hunger.Sleep. I slept for a really long time.

    When I woke up again I was no longer cold or hungry, but I did notice that I  looked different. My dark skin turned lighter tan, hair from dark brown to almost blonde. I looked around, my home had grown. So many more people. They looked different from the others. I decided to.  look for my 'vigilante'.
      So I walked into my unfamiliar new home. It was still home. This is still Louisiana, And I was still Louisiana. I don't know how I know but I do. I know I'm tied to the land.
  'Have you seen my Caretaker ---'
  "Child! Speak the real language here do you not know?"
"Sorry miss, I dont understand?"

     I was beatean abit til I learned the new language. French is what they called it. It took 2 months to learn the language, 3 weeks to met her new caretaker. I was dressed in a pretty dress and made to look nice then taken to him.

        Blond hair is all I remember from my second care taker. He was blond, nice, and distant. I'm not even sure if he fully knew I existed. So I stayed quiet. Never talked to him except a 'hello' when he visited. I called him 'homme blond' Some words strung together in a language I barley knew.

      One day I was playing out in some flowers behind a house that my caretaker owned but never lived in.
He came back that day, I remember that he smelled like roses.

   " Mister uh ----- it's good to see you sir."
" ah, hello little one your french has gotten better. Do you know numbers yet?"
   "  A little."
  " what's the month and year?"
  " Uhmmm..----,----/ 1803!"
  " Very good child, now I have to go to adult meetings now. Bye-bye"
He waved and walked off.

He left me, Just like 'Césped verde'
   I started feeling hungry again. So I left. I didnt think anyone was coming back so I Ran and ran and ran til I hit a river. It was winter time the river was half frozen over and I was thirsty. How was I supposed to know the ice would break.
   While in the water I thought. Thought about my caretakers what they did or didn't do. I'm I just stuck in a cycle that always ends with my suffering.
   When I woke woke up a third time, this time in a forest. I looked in a pond nearby.

'nO NO NO LOOK AT ME I'M A MONSTER MY SKIN IS BLOTCHED MY HAIR IS ALL WRONG WHY OH GOD WHY'
    I cried and cried till I fell asleep in the grass. I awoke to someone shakeing me. I opened her eyes I saw my dad. Not really but he was close enough to be. I really just saw a young looking boy, older than mevfor sure, mabye a teen? What language would he speak? What if I messed up and offened him.

"Hey do you speak English?"
"..."
"How about French?"
I nodded. He took me to his home. While walking he was telleing me all kinds of things. Things neither of my other care takers did.

    "Ah there it is! Just over this hill!"
She stopped.

   "What's wrong?"

    ".....Who are you?What I'm I? Why are you being nice to me ?"

     ".....You're Lousiana right? This entire state of land is you right?"
She nodded again.
  "How did you know?"
"Well I'm America!"
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When I woke up a 4th time I was in a bed. A nice one. I looked around and noticed all the other beds at least 10 including mine. Two wardobes and a mirror. I got up and glanced at my self I was different again, But better. My hair smoothed out into a medium brown, my eyes were purple and blue combined, and my skin was still blotchy but less of it cause my skin tone was more evened out.
A knock at the door drew me out of my thoughts. A boy walked in. He had dark skin, hair and eyes. He was wearing ---. He introduced himself as Ohio, but said ' You can call me Jaxon.'
He talked with her a bit then some more people came in. ' I'm Massachusetts! Delaware. New Jersey Georgia. Maryland. Kentucky. Tennessee. Vermont', and more But they all said 'call me--------'
It occurred to me did I have a name? Did I ever have a name? When I looked back up America was sitting by the foot of her bed. He talked to me, Explained why were alive and how. Who the other kids were, that we were all related somehow. That he would never leave me. After he asked me a simple question that truly made me feel safe, secure, at home.
"Hey so, what do you think your name should be? If you don't know we can think of one."
" I...I don't know.."
  " thats fine. How about......Mary? No..Maggie? No..Sena.....si....SIENNA!!"
" s...Sienna. I like it."
The other kids taught me a bit of english, so I copied them and said
    " Hola, I am Sienna Baton Jones. Or Louisiana."

When I wake up now I hear noise. Constant noise, never resting wiether it be at my state home or my family's home noise all the time from my  50 other siblings, but hey I wouldn't have it any other way.