Day 1

Help me help me help me

help me help me help me

help me help me help me help me

HELP ME

Day 4

Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god.

Why? What this is? What is here? Why? What? When? How?

WHY THIS HAPPEN TO ME?

Day 7

Why? How come? What did I do? Why do I deserve this?

Who decided I deserved it? Who’s behind this crap any ways? Is this all a sick joke? Am I going to wake up in my bed? What do they want with me?

What do they still want with me? Don’t they have everything they want already? They have everything I can give them.

Day 10

How many more tests could they do to me? Is this many tests even possible? Haven’t they run out of needles by now? Where are they getting this tubing anyways? Why is there only two of us here?

Who is this other person? Is she one of them or is she like me? Why won’t she talk to me? Why doesn’t she make any noise except when They come in? This doesn’t make sense. It makes less sense than the last place. The last place. Now this place. Oh god.

                 MUST REMEMBER. I am Adelaide. I am female. I am eighteen years old. I have brown hair with red highlights. My eyes are green. I am normally light skinned with a constant tan. I love ice skating. I love playing games. I am from Phoenix, Arizona.  My family consists of my mother, my father, my sister, and my brother. I have six different friends, two of whom I have been friends with for a long time. I want to be a scientist who experiment on plants. I love biology. I have two cats which happen to be twins. I use to have a dog but he died not a long time ago. I hate writing. I would only focus in school if it was science. I am a senior in high school. My favorite animal is a tiger. I always work at the local swimming pool every summer for as long as it’s open. I had a crush on a boy one year younger than me.                                                                                                     

                That’s who I am. I am a girl who was on to her senior year of high school. I was ready to continue to a college in the Northeast for science. I was preparing internships over the summer and I was working at my local ice skating rink when the pool wasn’t open. I was planning to hang out with my friends over the weekend because we haven’t done it in a while and soon we were all going to go our separate ways. I was getting dinner ready for the night because on Friday nights it was my job to make the dinner since both my mother and father were out of the house. I was going to make something simple like pasta with meat sauce. My brother was complaining to me about how we have it all the time. My sister was too busy talking on the phone with her most recent boyfriend. Everything was normal. But when? How long ago was that? It feels like forever. It feels like that happened years ago. Or did it just happen yesterday? No it wasn’t yesterday. Yesterday I was still here. I haven’t been home in a long time.                                                      

                In fact when was it? When was the last time I was home? When was the last time I was with my mother and father? When was the last time I talked to my brother about doing better in school? When was the last time I yelled at my sister for having too many boyfriends at such a young age? When was the last time I saw my friends or family? Do they think I am dead? Am I still being searched for? Do they know where I am? Is this all a dream? Am I in a coma? What exactly is going on to me right now?                                                                                                                            

                No.                                                                                                                                                                                                        

              No it’s not a dream. I’m here in this place with another girl. I know that she’s there but she just hasn’t said anything to me. Only to those people who keep coming in here all the time and asking us questions. She is in the same shoes as me, but I have never seen her before. Who is she? Is she like me? She has to be like me but why? Why did this happen? What did they do to me? Why did they have to take me? What is going on here? What is going to happen to the both of us when they are done with whatever they are doing?                                                                                        

                I need to find out why. I need to find out what. I need to find out for how long. I need to know. I need to know now. I need to escape..             

                If I’m going to figure out where I am and what’s going on first I need to remember what happened right? That only makes sense right? But what did happen? It seems like it was so long ago that I can’t even put my finger on it. I need to remember, I need to remember where this started so I can figure out where this is going to go. Come on Adelaide think.                                                                                                                                

                I remember I was working on dinner at night. My mother just called and said she was going to be a little bit late but it was okay because I had just started cooking and it was going to take a little while since I was trying something new with the sauce. It was a spice that my friends talked about at school which they thought I could pull off since I cooked so much. My brother….he was complaining about the change and just asking for normal pasta with meat sauce but I said no, I wanted to experiment like any good scientist would. Either way dinner was being made when…what happened. What happened to me that night? Everything was normal, and nothing was out of place but something had to be, there is no way it couldn’t be.                        

                That's it! My father, he came home and asked me to bring something out to the trash because there wasn’t room inside. I said sure because while I was waiting on the sauce there was nothing left for me to do. It was a bag full of stuff but I forgot what it was. It wasn’t heavy that was for sure. Wait why do I know that again? That’s right, I threw it at them. I threw the bag at a group of people who were by the trash when I tried to run away. I didn’t get far though because someone got me from behind. By that moment I only remember something going over my mouth and someone holding me down. That’s it. That’s the moment I was taken. But what happened after.                                                                                                                   

                Where did I go? How long was I there? It had to be a while but it sure as hell wasn’t here. No there was more people: more people and more scientists. They were nicer too. They took care of us better like they needed something more important than information from us. No they weren’t like the people here who are just trying to get shit out of me.                                                                                                                                                  

                Wait what these people want here is what they were doing there right? That’s what they said to me yesterday. So why do they want it? What was going on there that made these people want to know the truth? It’s not just them though, I want to know what was happening to me, what is happening to me, Why is it different but still the same? I remember pain, a lot of pain. I remember torture and a lot of days where I didn’t even know what was going on because it was so foggy. So what was it? What the hell could have been going on there?                                                                         

                I need to talk to this girl besides me. She might know more than I do? But how do I do that when she doesn’t say anything until those people ask us all types of annoying questions.                                                                                                                                                                    

                I was going to talk to her but when I woke up she was gone. I don’t know what happened to her but she didn’t touch her food or anything. She had just vanished. I don’t remember there being any noise in the morning. Did they take her? Is she dead? What are they doing to her right now? Wait what’s that noise?

                They brought her back. Her feet slapped against the floor as they were dragging her down the hallway. They opened the door and pushed her inside. She has wraps on her arm. She looks like she was injected with medicine. There are mark on her other arm. They are like mine. Some of them are larger and some of them are longer and deeper.  When I try to speak up to her she didn’t say anything. She just sat there on the floor holding her arms in the fetal position. She looked like she was broken. I don’t know what to do but try to comfort her. But how do I comfort her? I don’t know who she is or what I can do to help. I only know that what happened to her will probably happen to me next.

                Looking over her I see that she doesn’t look abused in any other way. She looks fine and now that I see it, she looks like this isn’t the first time it happened. She must have been here longer than me that is the only way.

                It’s been a couple minutes since she came in here and just now she is finally standing up onto her two feet. It seems like she doesn’t even know that I’m here anymore, it’s like I am just a picture on the wall or something. Whenever I make a noise she looks this way but then just turns back towards whatever it is she was looking at. I think it is her bed. I think she is trying to drift off into her mind. Do I touch her? Do I talk to her? Should I just sit here and continue staring? I don’t know what to do. I wish there was some clue as to what I should be doing.

                I’m going to do it. I’m going to talk to her.

                When I finally spoke up to her she only said one thing back to me before she sat down on her bed and looked towards the wall. “Don’t lie.”

                Don’t lie? Don’t lie about what? What just happened?