I woke up in a lab. I don't know anything about myself and I'm not sure that I want to. I don't even know my own name, or what I'm doing here. There are other children here, too, some younger than me and some that are older; but none of them are...normal. We are all different in some way. I'm the only one that can talk and I probably will be the oldest as well. They usually live for a week at the most. We're usually caged, and we only leave the dark room when they want to experiment on us. Or kill us. The evil people call me their Ultimate Specimen that could change the world... But I'm just a girl who doesn't have an inkling of anything before this torture. The men and women here call me dangerous, harmless, a secret, a solution. I don't know what any of it means, but they continue their work and experiments on me. Why am I so fascinating? Why am I here? If you want to know what is happening behind your backs, then you must read this. I don't know many things at all, but I do know that I will somehow escape. Never to come back. ©2013 by E. Barnes.

❝If you ain't scared, you ain't human.❞ dylan [dill - an] n. the girl who realizes she doesn't belong newt [nyü-t] n. the boy who tries to convince her she does in which she experiences brain activity that isn't like the others' ©stilestastic 2014 𝐚𝐧 𝐈𝐕𝐘 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐆𝐔𝐄 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤. 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐳𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫. highest rankings: #1 in fanfiction #2 in newt #1 in tmr

"... But I thought people could only be sent up through the Box?" Chuck said quietly. "This isn't just some ordinary girl," sighed Newt, "She's bloody different." Ever wonder what Newt's life was like before Thomas? Ever wonder why he jumped off the wall? Ever wonder what girl changed it all? Well here it is.

Just me being my bubbly self. Please come join me frolicking in the dandelions