They are changing us, I thought to myself, no can't think that. OBEY . OBEY THE ADULTS THEY HELP USSssss.
Staring at my face, a face I no longer recognized, in the mirror as pain radiated through the front of my skull.
Life used to be simple, just a teenage pickpocket with parkour skills and a skater-board. Now my black hair faded to reds and oranges at the ends. My eyes, my midnight dark blue eyes, were now mismatched in color and slightly uneven. One of my eyes was silvery blue now, giving me the look of someone rather disheveled.
Then in the reflection I saw a boy. Gods he's hot, I thought longingly as Survivalist's voice screamed in my head , NO, NO ATTACHMENTS! THEY WILL TWIST IT! MAKE US WEAK WITH IT! HE IS A DISTRACTION WE CAN'T AFFORD!
THE ADULTS WOULD NOT APROVE OF ASSOCIATING WITH THAT ONE, hissed a second, more scheming voice in my head , Snake.
Shut up Snake, he's probably not even interested. Survivalist has a point you don't, I thought.
Then I heard footsteps behind me, Holy Frag, he's in my room.
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