Chapter One

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I'm still here

This notebook is the only record I'll ever have of the Test and lies, the friendships and the enemies of what happened to me over the three years of horror I managed to survive through.

It holds secrets about my powers and about my friends. It holds heartbreaking deaths and hilarious times.

I'm going to write it like a story. Like I'm still living it.

In a way, I still am.

My memory still brings back those intense times where I was shaking in fear as the gun lined up with my head, or when people were screaming in pain. When the heavy air pressed in on us that night those minds first invaded mine.

You may call this saftey, this camp in now on, after crossing the Killzone in nothing but deep terror, but I don't believe that.

I'm always on the edge. That's probably why they gave me this notebook. I'm high risk. Traumatised. I think.

This notebook is meant to be a coping mechanism. Instead, for me, it's going to be the story I can't tell. Because we are forbidden too.

My memory has served me up those terror times many times before and I know it won't disappoint me now. Its too good for that.

Melanie.

- The girl who never gives up.

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