As she packed her backpack, Pam wiped the tears from her aquamarine eyes before straightening her glasses again. She thought she was done crying, but her eyes have proven her otherwise. Probably from remembering the incident from a few hours ago.
"I can't believe this happened!" Pam yelled out loud. "Why did Luke and Amy have to call it off?! I was asked to be one of the bridesmaids."
Pam just got the bad news that her brother Luke and his fiancée Amy are forced to call off the wedding due to money problems. Her older sister Mel, a beautiful woman with long blond hair and blue eyes, tried to calm her down.
"Pam, will you calm down? It's not the end of the world." Pam only turned to her angrily.
"Oh, don't give me that! I bet you're practically happy that Luke's not getting married to Amy! And all because of her medical problems? She has a bad back and a bad foot that she needs those medications for!"
"What's that got to do with you?!" Mel demanded, annoyed at her accusations.
"I'm the only one of three sisters who hasn't been a bridesmaid, that's what! You got to be a bridesmaid plenty of times for your sorority sisters. Vikki got to be a bridesmaid for Kat at her and Tyson's wedding. And what about me?! I'm just a discarded piece of chopped liver!"
"Hey, you got to do the readings at my wedding! Isn't that enough for you?!"
"Readings, readings, readings! That's all I'm good at for you! I'm not just a reader, Mel! I'm also an artist! As one of your bridesmaids, I've could've done more for your wedding. But nooo, you want you sorority sisters instead of your actual sisters!"
"YOU'RE NOT EVEN MY REAL SISTER!"
Pam felt her body go numb at those words.
"Wh-What?" Realizing what she just blurted out, Mel covered her mouth with a shocked gasp.
"P-Pam, I…I didn't mean—" But Pam ran out of the room to find her parents, hoping that what she said was a just a sick joke Mel made to win the argument.
Pam felt tears sting her eyes again as she ran her fingers through her dark chocolate hair. She couldn't believe that all this time, she was living a lie her entire life. Even her parents hesitantly told her that what Mel said was the truth and that she was adopted as a baby. They found her in some kind of basket/pod in the front yard and took her in as their own child.
Despite their assuring her that she'll always be their beloved daughter, Pam feels hurt that she was lied to her whole life. What's worse is that she has no idea who she really is or where she actually came from; her parents don't even know.
Knowing that she's not going to get her answers here, Pam is left with the first possible option that came to mind. She knows that running away never solves anything, but she wants her answers, and she wants them now. So she gathered all her things while everyone else is asleep and started to pack them into her backpack. Once all her things are together, she zipped it closed and slung it onto her back. She then took one last look at the not on her bed:
"I'm sorry, but I can't stay here thinking about the fact that I'm not truly part of this family. I need to find out who I really am. Please don't go looking for me, and don't fall apart because of me. I'm sorry. Goodbye."
Pam couldn't help but feel that her letter was cold and that her running away will make her family fall apart. But could she live with the fact that she was adopted instead of being their actual daughter/sister?
Fighting back her burning tears, Pam turned to her two dogs Killian and Bailey. Killian is an off-white standard poodle, and Bailey is a golden lab. Kneeling down, Pam wrapped an arm around each of their necks to give them one last hug.
"Bye, girls," she said to them softly. "Take good care of Mom and Dad for me." She felt as though she shouldn't be calling them those names when they were never really her parents in the first place, but this will probably be the last time she will ever see them again, at least until she gets her answers. Then perhaps she'll think about returning.
The dogs meanwhile just wagged their tails and licked the tears off her face. They don't know she's running away; they merely thought she's going away for a short while. With a heavy sigh, Pam got up and quietly walked up to the door. She then opened it carefully before looking out into the hallway for any signs of life. Finding that the cost is clear, Pam stepped out and closed the bedroom door behind her. Then she made her way quietly down the hall and towards the front door. Once there, she opened the door as carefully as she could, not wanting to alert the dogs and wake up her "parents". Once opened far enough, she stepped out into the night air and closed the door behind her so the cool night air doesn't sir anyone awake.
The area around her is dark indeed, but the trees and grass and such glowed silver, thanks to the light of the full moon. This will be a good thing; she'll need as much light as the night could offer her, as she'll make her way through the night-lit environment. So she made her way down the porch steps and towards the field just next to her house.
Once she set foot into the field, Pam gave one last glance to her house, her home for so long.
"Goodbye…" Then she turned her back to it and headed down the vast field, a tear trickling down her cheek from her eye. Once she's far enough, Pam began to sing, hoping it will help her cope.
Look at me
You may think you see
Who I really am
But you'll never know me
Every day
It's as if I play a part
Now I see
If I wear a mask
I can fool the world
But I cannot fool my heart
Pam then looked up at the moon, wondering if there will be a sign to guide her.
Who is that girl I see
Staring straight back at me?
When will my reflection show
Who I am inside?
If there's anyone who can help me figure out who I am, she prayed, please send me a sign.
I am now
In a world where I
Have to hide my heart
And what I believe in
But somehow
I will show the world
What's inside my heart
And be loved for who I am
As Pam kept on walking and singing, at the edge of a neighboring field, a pile of junk resides, serving as a dump for the farmer and his neighbors. As if it could hear Pam's singing from afar, the dump pile began to glow a colorful light from the inside.
Who is that girl I see
Staring straight back at me?
Why is my reflection
Someone I don't know?
Must I pretend that I'm
Someone else for all time?
When will my reflection show
Who I am inside?
Suddenly, the light shot up out of the pile and above the tippy-top of the trees, taking the form of an orb of colorful light.
There's a heart that must be
Free to fly
That burns with a need to know
The reason why
The orb then turned to the direction of the voice and shot towards it at top speed.
Why must we all conceal
What we think, how we feel?
Must there be a secret me
I'm forced to hide?
I won't pretend that I'm
Someone else for all time
When will my reflection show
Who I am inside?
When will my reflection show
Who I am inside?
As she finished singing, Pam kept on walking and praying for a sign…until a flash of light appeared before her, causing her to fall back with a cry. She then straightened her glasses to get a better look at the light, which is in the form of a colorful orb floating down to the ground before her.
"What in the world…?" It was all she could say as the orb dimmed as it touches the ground. When the light vanished, Pam saw that the orb has taken a new form. It looks like some kind of space pod made of reeds like a basket. Curious, she got her flashlight and shone it on the basket/pod.
The reeds are of different colors: crimson red; sunset orange; golden yellow; forest green; ocean blue; and midnight violet. There are also some reeds there with all six colors, making Pam think they're made of opals. Looking inside, she saw that the inside is a shiny pearl white metal that reminds her of the inside of an eggshell after the contents have been cleaned off. There are also bedding, a blanket, and a pillow (all snow white) inside of the basket/pod. Pam put her hand in it and caressed the silky sheet in awe. Could this be the basket/pod that her parents found her in years ago?
Pam stopped her hand when she felt something under the blanket and carefully lifted it back. Under the sheet and on the bedding was a wristband just like the opal-colored reeds of the basket/pod but thicker.
There's also a white disk on the wristband the size of the face of a watch. What's weird about it is that it looks like a small version of the round part of a Dueldisk from the Yu-Gi-Oh! merchandise, the part with the Life Points, counter, the deck compartment, and the discard compartment.
Mom and Dad never mentioned finding this with me, Pam thought to herself with an arched eyebrow. Probably didn't see it when they took me out of my basket/pod. I wonder what it is…
Pam then reached her hand out to touch it. When her fingers touched the disk, it gave off a bright flash of light. Then her entire world went black.
