Remembering

I don't know who I am. I don't know who they are. I can't remember but two things. A green eyed boy telling me I would never lose him and a little girl, leana frost. My sister. Screaming and crying for someone to give me back. I've escaped with others that were tested on like rats. Nothing but scared and frightfull kids like me. The difference they know who they are. I don't . A gift that's been long forgotten recovered by blood coats and what I will lose and gain within the secrets of my families past