Human

May 1, 3021:

What is this place? She thought looking around the cold, empty room with only a small fluorescent light flickering on and off as if it is tries to brighten up the room. She quickly tried to get up from what seem to be a surgery table.

A surgery table, she thought, what am I doing on a surgery table… She tried getting up but couldn’t, she felt as if someone was holding her down. She stayed there, laying down on the surgery table. The room felt as if it was slowly starting to spin so she close her eyes and fall asleep, despite the conditions she was in.

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Beep! Beep! Beep! Olivia woke up to the sound of an alarm, but as she got up she realized that she was no longer in… Beep! Beep! Was that the alarm? She thought looking around to see if she could find that alarm clock, but there was nothing.

Then where was that noise coming from? She sighed.

Why was it so hard to remember? She thought. Everytime when it seemed like she knew what happen, the thought just vanished, like it never happened.

Was it all just a dream? It couldn’t have been just a dream, it seem too real to just b…

“Olivia!” Her mother said as if she was standing right next to her, but when she turned around she wasn’t there.

“Yes, mother?” She responded, wondering if her mother will hear her.

“Hurry, or you’re going to be late”

How did she hear me? She all the way downstairs. She wondered

“I’m almost done mother! I’ll be right out in a second.” Quickly, she collected all her items and walked downstairs.

“Olivia, come eat breakfast before you leave, please.” She said staring at her standing at the bottom of the stairs.

“Okay, mother. If you say so.” She said in a sluggish way as she set down her backpack and walked towards the kitchen. Before she even made it to the kitchen she weirdly already knew what was for breakfast, like if she received a massage telling her. It seem to be from her mother.

It happened again, she thought, but how? Mother knows! She must! I can feel it. Well, at least I hope she knows what’s happening to me…

“Olivia! Hurry! I can’t have you being late. You do know what happens to those who are late?” Her mother said looking at her with a concern face, “They don’t succeed! And if you want to be valedictorian you have to work harder sweet, okay?” She continued, looking down at Olivia’s pale clear face as she ate her breakfast. “I can’t have you messing up like last semester, remember? When you got knocked down to salutatorian.” Olivia’s getting ready to scoop up another forkful of the yellow fluffy eggs sitting in front of her but instead her fork slowly began to stop and she just looked down at her plate and began to get lost in her thoughts.

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