The second fanfic of mine that has, until now, been in need of a title.

(Chapter 1)

(Ellen)

I've always been the crazy, perfect blond girl that gets good grades and hangs out with some of the popular girls. But now, I live a lie. I can't tell you my full name (with out killing you). In my diary, I change details like names. I can't tell you my address or even which state I live in. I can't tell you any real identifying details unless you are an Animorph or are a part of the Yeerk Peace Movement, like me.

It all started a while back. It was a new school year and I was excited. Angela, my best friend and partner in craziness, had invited me over to her house for a sleepover. She had news that would change my life.

"Ellen, you might think I'm crazy, but I'm not," she said.

"What?" I asked.

"I've met an alien."

"And I'm a purple unicorn. Be serious."

"I am serious."

"Is this one of your crazy visions?"

"No."

"Tell me about this alien."

"It's a species called Yeerks. They're a parasitic species that enters your brain and controls you."

"Show me a Yeerk," I challenged.

"Very well." She held her hand to her ear. I wondered why she did that. I didn't have long to wait. A gray-green slug crawled out.

"This," Angie said, "is a Yeerk."

It was quite disgusting.

"This is Anrasha." I stared at the slug, speechless. Is that slug an alien? I thought that aliens were supposed to be little green men with weird eyes and multiple arms, not slugs. Maybe I am crazier than Angie. Maybe this whole scene is a figment of my imagination.

"Ellen, hold out your hand." I promptly obeyed. She dumped the slug into my hand. Well, she deposited. She didn't dump.

"Now, Ellen, hold Anrasha up to your ear. She is going to crawl into your ear, but you won't feel a thing." I held the slug up to my ear. About a minute later, I heard a voice in my head.

Ellen, It said, do not be alarmed. I am Anrasha 947.

What are the numbers for?

The numbers state my grub number.

Oh. Ooookkayyy…

Yeah, I know it's a little weird.

How did you read my mind?

I forgot that you aren't Angie, she sighed. We Yeerks can hear your every single little thought.

There are more Yeerks on Earth?

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~ukrainianelfhorse