Chapter 1A Chapter by i like people I feel a rough hand slap my face and I awake suddenly.
"Get the f**k up," a deep voice says. I notice that the voice doesn't
sound anything like Jason's, but I obey anyways and stand up. The room is pitching
black so I can't make out the figure. "What's your
name?" the strange person asks. I stay silent and
remember Jason's rule: Never tell anyone who you really are. "F*****g tell
me," the person demands. "Tylene,"
I say. It feels so weird saying the name I haven't said in such a long time. It
bounces off my lips and makes my brain go fuzzy and blank. The hand of the
person grabs mine and says, "Come now". I let the person
drag me out of the backyard, with a sick and pleasant feeling forming in my
stomach. I'm free. This is the end. The strange person
pushes me into the back of a van and removes the gas mask the stranger was wearing,
that I noticed when the stranger took me outside. I see the stranger's face and
I realize that it's a she. Her hair is cut short like a boy’s and it’s blond. "Where are you
taking me?" I ask as she puts the keys in the ignition and drives off
quickly. "Away from this
s**t hole," she replies. I look out the window at the world I haven't seen
in so long. I feel weird and I think to myself that this is a crazy dream and
that I will wake up. "What’s your
name?" I ask. "Nate,"
she replies. "That's a boy
name," I say back. "I'm a
boy." This confuses me.
This stranger-Nate-doesn't look like a boy at all. "But you're a
girl," I told her. She laughs and takes
a sharp turn. I lean over to the left side of the car and put my seat belt on.
"You have a lot to learn, Tylene." I decided not to ask
what she meant by that. I stare out the window at the trees and grass and
that's when I ask, "are you taking me home?” She falls silent for
a second and I worry she's mad. "I don't know where to take you yet,"
she says. "And call me Natalie. You know, since Nate is a boy's name and
all." "Alright,
Natalie," I say to her. "Why did you take me away?" "You needed to
get away from there," she tells me. "I know what they were doing to
you." I stare at the back
of her head. "What do you mean?" "The torture,
the abuse...I know all of it," Natalie says. "How?" I
ask. "I was like you
once. They stole my childhood too," she says. "I never got it
back." "Then why don't
you take me home?" I ask. "I miss my Mom and my fam-" "I know!"
she interrupts. I fall silent. "Tylene?" "Yes?" I
ask. "Your family is
dead." I stared at the
trees and the grass and the sky. I watched them go by, and they watched me. © 2011 i like peopleAuthor's Note
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