Half Human

Prologue

Darkness, dark in every turn I go. It gets sick when you're here for a while, maybe years, you start wishing to open your eyes to see light so you know you are still alive. But I, sadly, know I'm still alive.

I hear everything around me, talking, water bubbly around me, people screaming in joy or anger. It gets old, though it's hard that you try to wake up, from a very long deep sleep but I stop trying and just listen as my weak ass get tested by the people I hate, rage on. I really do wish to wake up and cut out their evil, poor hearts.

But you might be wondering, how in the hell I got into this mess. Well First, I didn't ask for this, I was convinced for a lifetime freedom. Second, lets start from the beginning.

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In Anchorage, Alaska, my parents thought I was bad cure to them so they try to drown me. I was only a newborn when they drop me from a bridge into a river. My lucky self cried when I fell, only to be catch by a hoodie-man in a boat.

My so-call parents went to prison and I was sent to a near by orphanage. The place was creepy but I guess I had to live like that and get used to it. I live my life there until I was 12, man, here is the deep shit here.

I heard from the news talking about alien robots battle in L.A and save the earth which I thought was cool but ignore it since I didn't believe that crappy news channel. I remember it like it was yesterday but it was really like 9 years ago. I was in bed, reading a book about Balto since I had Insomnia.

I believe it was almost 5 in the morning that I stayed up so I waited for the day to pass by with my favorite history book until someone open the door where I share with other hundred of orphans that I share a room with. A tall person in black hoodie came in and walk slowly towards me, talking to someone on the phone.

Unknow's outfit \/\/\/

"Yeah?.....I'm here. The girl is awake, and-.....yeah, she sees me. I call you back and I'll see I can bring her, you better be right." The teen whispers and hangs up.

He put his phone in his coat pocket, walking by the side of my bed and knee down to meet my eyes. I couldn't see his eyes since it was behind the sunglasses and the hoodie that he was wearing but I can tell that his hair is blonde that a few are sticking to his forehead.
"Hey there, are you sleepy?", I shake my head as I put down the book, "Are you sure?"
He asked, his voice sound like a 16 year old.

I nod, "Inso..mnia.." I said weakly.
I don't have anyone here to chat with, no kids would talk to ma, so I never said a word. I did once with a neighbor kid and we become best friends when I was 6 but but when I turn 8 when he moved.

So again, I had no one to talk so it was difficult to speak a whole sentence to this guy.
He look at me with a emotionless look​ and continued, "What's your name, kid?"
I shrugged, "Never been named? Wow..your life is horrible. Do you know how old you are?"