Sequel to normal
Unnatural
CHAPTER
1
I’m
I look at myself in the mirror, blond, curly hair, gray eyes, like chips of flint. Perfectly pressed clothes, not a wrinkle in sight. Prim, proper shoes, brown and slim. I am normal, on the outside. I am right. That’s what everyone thinks. How wrong they are. I am not normal. I am not right, I am wrong. A monster.
I am unnatural.
I whip around, turning my back to the mirror. I instead stare out my window, at the filtered grey light. It is peaceful in the morning. I like it. Soon, however, I must leave.
I exit my room, heading down the hallway, past Avalon’s room, and past what used to be Mavis’ room. Sometimes, I wonder if she hates me. But I won’t know. She’s far away, up in the mountains, becoming right once again. Unlike me.
And soon, I am at the stairs. I head down, slowly, softly.
I sit down at the counter top, where the family computer. I wave the mouse, waiting for it to turn on. After it does, I visit the news website. One headline catches my eye.
‘Riot in Colorado Rehabilitation Hall Ends in Escape.’
Wait.
Colorado?
Riot?
Escape?
Mavis was there...
Did she escape?
However, it doesn’t matter right now. I need to eat food. I step up to the pantry, and get out some cereal. Delicious. I pour a bowl, and take it back to the computer. I need to read more. I click on the article once more, and start to read.
‘Last night, a terrible event happened in the Colorado Rehabilitation Hall, located beyone Winter Park. A group of dissatifed Rehabilitees destroyed the revered location, and tried to exile the staff and faculty. Thankfully, they were stopped, and many were captured. Sadly, many died. Mostly Rehabilitees, but a large number of guards and faculty. However, the remaining hundred or so Rehabilitees left managed to escape, and headed somewhere into the forest.’
Oh no.
But I don’t have time for this.
I have to leave.
I dash out the door, grabbing my backpack and book, and head onto the bus.
Soon, I arrive at school.
I step off the bus, and onto the sidewalk.
And soon, I enter the school itself.
And I see him.

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