August 3, 20XX

A Chapter by Faith

Meet Mimic McGough

The Diary of a Normal Girl

August 3, 2013
6:00am

I'm NORMAL. Not On Right Mental Ability Level. This means, in other words, that I'm 'special'. My name is Mimic McGough. I'm 14 years old. I'm not normal... I'm NORMAL.

My parents sent me this journal when I was young. They stopped sending letters when I was six years old. They though it might help me not think about the... Tests... Maybe it will, but I have little hope. I have a feeling it's just another... Test... But it is the only place that I can express myself here, so I use it. I'm alone. There are no other kids to play with. You might think I'm to old to play, but I have never played any of the child games. I have no childhood. I was brought here as an infant. After my Aunt Maggy...well...made me mad. I don't know anything about my parents except what they sent me in cards. I scare them. All of them. Even the Sciences testing me are fearful of what I can do. I could probably leave whenever I wanted. But it would involve using my ability. I could do anything. They are probably watching me now. Zooming in to see what I am writing. I'm used to it.

After 12 years, I still am not quite sure where I am. I am in a government base. They are testing me. They aren't mean here, but they aren't very kind either. My ability has the world in jeperty. Nothing they can do can stop me. Could ever stop me. I stay not for the amusement. There is none here. But for fear that my ability will be revealed. I do not fear it. I just wish for a life. My ability won't allow that.