I lay in the darkness, listening to the alarm clock ticking. It had been one of the worst days yet. No-one accepted me, no-one cared, and the internet community of those like me was so far away....maybe it wasn't even true. Maybe the only thing I was was a burden, a disease, something that needs to be cured. Maybe the charity that told my parents this was correct.
Suddenly, the window rattled. I jumped and looked out: an African woman of about 20 years old stood in the window. She had a poofy afro and twinkling eyes. The stranger did a motion for me to come to her.
I opened the window nervously. She didn't look like a thief anyway, at least not like the ones in my old kiddie picture book about people and jobs.
"Hey, are you," she looked at a piece of paper in her lap, "Jenny Alsace?"
"Mhm..." I mumbled.
"Ok Jenny, you're coming with us.I'm Joely. Welcome to the CCTA!" The woman pulled me out of the window and set me down on a seat inside a weird room. Only later I realised...it was a helicopter.
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General FictionJenny is more alone than she has ever been, feeling more stupid than she ever has. Until she's picked up by the CCTA and her life changes quicker than anything she ever imagined.
