I watched The Boy in The Striped Pajamas and I liked the idea of two children being stuck in the same place but from two different worlds or where they grew up. Then this idea came up. What if Shepard (M/F) send a review for who you want) met a girl with no name and helped her learn and raised her.

I suppose many things in this world are seen. Many things that no one wants to see, I guess the people wanted to see that the reason of this is because life needs unknowns. But in the end all that matters is where you are

-Unknown.

Autumn leaves were falling around, I threw a rock at the fence. Closing my eyes I stared at it. I never had been outside the compound, it was a beautiful view from the prison camp. That's where I saw you, you came down from the small hill with a small basket looking at me. I look up at you. You were nine I was seven at least that was what we guessed.

You had a pare of pliers with you and a bag. I frowned standing up and placing my hand on the wire raising an eyebrow. I didn't talk yet, never learnt. You gave me a name, called me Aeon. Told me I was life, that name it made me life.

You smile and laugh at me quietly so we aren't caught. "We aren't leaving, just going away. It's your birthday today. Come on, climb under the fence."

I learnt to understand you. I always do, you just can't hear me talk with words so I use my eyes and head sending you my wishes and thoughts of on what you need to say.

I felt so weak. You pull me out and spun me around in a hug. You pull me back, I liked it, no one hugged me. They only hit and hurt me. You were kinder and different. I loved that about you.

You told me I was the impossible girl. I lived a life most would probably give up on in a few days.

"I always wanted to do that the first day we met." We only met a while ago, I couldn't count so I took your word when you called me seven. You pull me into the forest, we climbed one tree to keep us from being seen. You open the bag pulling out a red/orange plaid shirt a black singlet to go underneath and a pair of denim jeans with some matching red willies.

"They might be a bit big. I did get them off my step sister" You say.

I nod and scamp across the branches to a different tree and change willingly. You laugh when I walk across the branches back to you because my feet squeak from the damp wood on the shoes.

I follow you as you take me into the colony town center. You decide to take me to a round ground where some boys in uniform were chasing after a ball. I smile when I see one face plant into the ground and he rolled into a mud puddle. I turn to you, you say the game is called football. You don't play it often because you spend most weekends with me when I am in the prison camp.

You never asked how I ended up here. Or even where I am from. Not from this place that's for damn sure.

You walk off for a little telling me to stay, when you return you have a cap in hand. You place it on my head and we run to the main street. We enter a diner and you bought me my first ever milkshake, you tell me it's strawberry caramel blue heaven flavored and it was your special drink. I take a sip once it's paid for and let the flavor roll on my tongue. Watching me with interest I slowly grin and make you laugh as I jump up and down with excitement of the drink, you take me once again off to your favorite place. A tree in the park near the exact center of the colony.

We climb and spent hours talking and thinking of our futures while sipping on the multi-flavored drink that most people would turn it away from the name wen truly it tasted brilliant. You laugh when I got a brain freeze and start internally groaning at the coldness I drank.

We head back to the forest and play hide and seek. I always won because you would never see me to my top.

When the day was up and the sun started to go down you got me quickly to the prison camp after we had m hanged back into my slave clothes and I scurry under the fence. Before I go to the cell house they lock us slaves in, you hold your hand again the fence and I match it to say I'll see you tomorrow if I can get away and not get caught.

Truth was they didn't care what the slaves did after the Baterian's had their fun just as long as they didn't leave the slave camp.

I run in smiling a little. I head back inside and forget to be happy for them.

Christmas

I stand at the fence waiting impatiently.

You tell me that today it special and you bought this sweet meal you call sticky date pudding. We eat and you tell me what life is like outside the slave camp. I trust you. You give me a small hand held book and say it's a fairy tale book. I nod in enjoyment I have something to read when you teach me as you promise you will.

"Aeon, one day you are going to leave this place and enjoy life" You promise. I raise an eyebrow again as if to say, how?

You smile. "Because it's your life" You say.

I nod. "Thank...you" I croak out, you look up surprised. "Aeon! You spoke!" You say hugging me.