"It will all get better." they said. "No reason to worry." they said. "We as people have changed and we as a country shall fight through our problems until they are no more!" they said. I learned not to listen to them. Freak is a word I have heard too much in my life. Nothing more than a "freak", they call me, I'm not supposed to be a human, but a test subject, a subject that can be caged up and thrown around to all the scientists that want to poke inside my brain, trying to figure out how I work, function and control. A 16 year old girl who is a threat to peace, a threat to life and a threat to the world. I can't just be a teenage girl, a girl who loves food, books and the outdoors. I can't have a normal life where I go to college, get married and have normal children. Is this how the world was before the "outbreak"? I read history over and over again as a child. I sat in class and listened to stories of wars, stories of separations in every way and stories of those who won and lost. I could never understand people though, the illogical ways they think and then react. I guess I have always been different, even before this horrific outbreak. I'm an outcast, just like every kid in the US now and maybe even in the world. *Disclaimer: this story is a fanfiction of The Darkest Minds by Alexandra Bracken*
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