The world is a wondrous place. Said everyone and understood by no one. Every time you visit a new place you see its beauty. If you stay long enough you see its ugliness. When they say beauty is in the eye of the beholder its not. Analyzing the faults of the universe and everything contained in it is part of human nature. But it is also in human nature to not want to be severely depressed by this fact. So hey just ignore it and pretend that everything is wonderful and beautiful and any one who thinks other wise is a waste of time. I personally see all of our faults and they don't make me severally depressed. They actually don't make me feel anything. Most would think that as odd.
When i was three my parents made me go to this lab to get tests done. I don't really remember why i just remember that it was all very weird. A few month into the tests there was an earthquake that split the building in two and killed my parents. It all sounds very much like a bad superhero story but nothing happened. At least not yet anyway. But every time i think about it I get really creeped out. My foster mom was one of the lad assistants that worked there. She had just started so she really didn't get to know a whole lot about what was going on in tat lab.
I guess you want to know a little bit about me. Well, My name is Paisley June Adams but every one just calls me Clover. I'm native american/ white, with gray eyes, and dark brown straight hair. I'm five-seven and a size 10. Im also deaf. And the reason I'm writing this is because i really want to find out what I was in that lab for. This was probably weird and creepy the next letter will be better.
With Sincerity,
"Clover" Adams