Chapter 1: Epilogue . . . kind of
I am Leta at least that's what the scientists call me. I have named myself snow though because one day I heard one of the scientists say my wings look like a snow owls. All the words I hear all day "Unique", "Special", and "Odd". All the tings the scientists do and say to me can make a person sick.
All the test's, sleeping in a dog crate, barely being fed, and all the harsh words and hitting. If you think your life is ruff with school, regular pencil paper tests, I would gladly switch places with you. There is one thing in a million years or all eternity I would never trade.
My wings are great. I wish I knew how to fly or could even stretch them all the way out. Sadly, since I am in a dog crate and my wings are a good eight feet there's no way. I know there their, because I can spread them a little in my crate.
The cage is gross and small. I swear the only spot not dirty in or on my cage is on the lock. Yet, the scientists can keep the floors and walls so shiny I can see my face in them. I look out my cage and all I see are more and more cages.
If I stare at the wall all I see is my dark brown hair, I see my light blue eyes, and I see the dirt and muck covering my face. Except for some parts of my face where it's clean from tears and you can see my pale skin.
So I always look down at the floor of my cage. I hate to see my self I don't think I have ever smiled a day in my life. I don't know my age so I decided to make myself fourteen. The scientists don't care about me or my health I know that. They only care about the tests, what will kill me, and what wont.
I got back in my crate and sat down. I was feeling a little lonely right then so I tried to see if the other mutants were still alive or could even talk. I looked around at the other cages. There were only a couple experiments that were human.
I called out, "Hey anyone here who can talk?" There was nothing but silence. I laid down I was about to fall asleep when I heard.
"Some one else in this hole can talk?" it was a regular voice not deep or high. I looked around and spotted a dog and a girl in cages next to mine. The girl was about my age and with her wings out a little. The dog on the other side was a little black one.
"Yes, I am here who is there? Who are you?" I asked nervously.
The dog in the crate next to me answered, "I am total."
"I am Krista" said the angel girl next to me. I hadn't seen her before now so she was probably rolled in recently. I looked at them both and tried to smile. Krista had little grin and she chuckled, "This doesn't happen or you smile a lot, right?"
"Yeah, there is a reason I should smile while being poked with needles and shocked. Anyway hi I am snow." I said they both nodded. I was pretty tired so I rolled in my wings all the way, and laid down on my dirty crate floor. I have this problem where I can't sleep unless I cry. So literally I cried myself to sleep everynight.
