Anomalous

People have brown hair and brown eyes; that is how it goes.

Then there is me. With sky blue hair and livid green eyes. And there are others too; defected, abnormal, unnatural, bizarre, and anomalous people.

We are not what society wants. Which is fair enough, because not only do we appear weird, but we are weird, on the inside. Most don't live past infantry, seldom past 18 years. With sensitivities and allergies, and many other health issues, our lives really aren't fabulous. At all.

We are torn from our families and taken to facilities like these, with shiny white surfaces without a speck of dirt, where we are drugged up and monitored. Trapped, really. Not given a chance to ever lead a normal life..

And maybe I am not the bravest person, and maybe I sound more motivated in my head than I actually am, but I will find my way home eventually. Because is this place really doing us any good?

This is my story, and I think it is worth sharing.