Sarah Walker got put in a drug lab for years and finally finds a way to escape. Once she does she gets to this small town gasoline station to get some water or food. Little did she know after she walked in to that small store her life had completely...
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Sarah W.
I was in a room alone, glass walls, a white chair, and a small tv. I didn't remember anything, that happened in the last 24 hours. I was wearing a tight white jumpsuit, my hair was down and I had a weird tattoo on my finger.
"Sarah walker, you're finally awake" the loud speaker interrupted my thoughts, I looked around but then the tv cut to a man talking.
"Me?" I questioned and sat still "where am I? Who are you? Why am I here?"
"I am Dr. Thompson, You are in a lab, where scientists come to see how patients react to different types of drugs" my eyes widened
"Drugs" I mumbled "what about my life, my family?" I asked worried
"To them you were never even born, we erased There memory of you so all you have is this lab," , why are they doing this?why me?
"Even my brothers?" I asked nervously
"Yes all 4 of them" all 4? I have 7 brothers, I'm not telling him that, the tv turned off
"Let me out!" I yelled and screamed I ran to the glass walls and pounded on them "help let me out!" I yelled but nothing.
I saw other patients looking around there room, or laying there on the floor picking there nose. It looked like they were in a trans.
"Get me out!" I yelled, I felt two hands grab me and forced me to sit on the chair, I kept fighting back until they injected my neck with something, my vision got blurry and lights went out.
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Who am I?
I am Sarah Walker, I'm from a small island close to the Caribbean, my ancestors settled here from Paris France. Meaning I speak French, my whole family does.
I'm a normal teenager that wants to live her normal life, I lived a normal life before this. I mean I had some abuse growing up but it was just a few punches and bruises. I'm a tuff girl, well I like to think that. I'm not very girly girl, I mean I am girly but not that girly, like I skate board, or surf, play sports, hang out with boys. Yes boys.
A reason I hangout with guys is because I live in a family with 7 brothers and I'm the only girl. My brothers are very protective over me. My mother ran out on us after I was born cause I am the youngest. She left my father alone to raise 8 kids and he got rude and mean he turned into a monster. It was all her fault for leaving, but I live past that.
In school I would be your typical girl who you would think is very boring, when actually I'm more then what you think. Most boys get with me cause of my face, I'm more the a pretty face but boys don't get that. Some girls don't get that either. Everyone looks at me like I'm a doll or a princess that has no clue of anything, when the fact is I know everything.
I have long brown hair up to my chest, I have green brown eyes, with high cheekbones and a perfect nose. I have a nice body and Rosie pink lips. I'm 5'4 which is kinda short but not really, I'm not complaining.
Somethings I love doing are singing, surfing, skate boarding, play sports, dance, do my make up, workout, reading, watching movies, do weird things, anything stupid, I loved my life, spending time with my brothers and friends just hanging out all day, going to the beach. Why the hell do I have to be here?
