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I open my eyes to a ceiling. I cant feel my legs. I cant feel my hands. I cant feel anything. I dont know where I am. Who am I? Whats my name? I cant remember anything. I cant breathe. Someone help, please. Wait, do I live here? Is this my house? I dont know. Please help me, someone. These are the thoughts to myself.

Fighting through the numbness and shock, I get up out of the bed I woke up on. I look down and notice Im fully dressed; jeans, shoes, tank, everything. Im becoming very jumble and affright. I start to stumble around. Theres a dresser in front of me. I look into the mirror attached to it.

Is that me? I ask myself.

I reach out to touch it. The hand on the other side reaches back out at me. I realize that the mirror is cold, I am cold; warmth is something I need. I look at the hand confusingly and then back at the mirror. I look at my hair through the mirror, its damp. I touch my face, its smooth. I dont feel like Im in my own flesh.

Am I okay? I whisper, Have I gone insane?

I slowly walk back to the bed thinking I should lie down, its just a dream. It has to be a dream. As I lay there, staring at the lavender walls, thinking this just doesnt make sense; my eyes dart to the window. Light and heat are my immediate conclusions. I sit up and get myself up out of the bed, once again. I walk towards the window, I can see my reflection. I still dont think Im me. I feel very inhuman. I put my hand on the window. Its cold, so cold it burns. I drop my hand immediately and just stare at the glass.

Looking at the reflections through the window, I see a guy walk in. I turn around. Hes a tall, white guy. He looks extremely professional as if he could own a business. Natalie, He says, sounding irritated. Its time to go.

Where am I? I ask.

That doesnt matter right now. Lets go.

Howd I get here?

He walks towards me. You dont need to know that, Natalie.

I step back, scared, and confused. So thats my name, Natalie-? It becomes very hard to breathe.

Yes, it is. He put his hand on my shoulder. Now, its time to go.

I throw his hand off my shoulder. No! Dont touch me! What have you done to me? This isnt even my mind! Who are you? I scream, as the room begins to spin and I become very nauseated. I lean onto the wall for support as I try to catch my breath.

Im here to make sure you are stabilized and ready to go. Right now, it doesnt look like youre going to let me do that. He says sternly. Natalie, I dont want to hurt you. Dont make me do that.

Hurt me? Oh my God-

Now, lets go! He yells.

I run out the door screaming, No! Leave me alone!

Hes chasing me. I run down the stairs and take a right. Theres a kitchen. I pause for a second to find a door. That was a mistake. He grabs me. I fight my way out of his arms.

Dont touch me! I scream.

I see a door. On a hook over to the right there are keys. They look like car keys. I grab them and unlock the door and run.

I dont see a car.

What? I say to myself.

Im confused. I realize Im in a backyard. I decide to run around the house. I see a car. I look down at the key and pressed the unlock button. I turn to look behind me; I see hes catching up. I run as fast as I can to the black vehicle and open the door. I get in and lock the doors. Trying to catch my breath, hes banging on the window.

Natalie, get out of the car now! He screams.

I start the engine and back out of the driveway.

As Im trying to figure out where I am and where Im going; Im on a long road. I look up at the back view mirror, I see a woman. Shes wearing a lab coat. Hello Natalie, she smiles. I crash into a tree then everything goes dark.

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