Chapter 1: I don't know. Do you?
Are they happy? When I watch all those kids walking out of the school they seem to be. That or their just annoyed, but I don't really know what about. I don't really know much about myself either. I look different from other kids, except for a few, but there are not very much. I don't know my age exactly but judging by the fact that I am shorter than most peoples knee caps, I guess I must be young. But the most important fact that scares me is I don't know my parents, at least not much. They gave me a name, I know that. I remember that. I don't know how to spell it, but I remember it. I repeat it over and over to myself to make sure I do. Miko.
