Post by Sirus on Nov 16, 2006 18:42:34 GMT -8
I was browsing a few old folders on my computer, and I happen to come across this. It didn't have a title, but I remember writing it a few months back. I figured instead of just leaving it there to take up space, i would put it out here. Tell me what you think.
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For years I've been tormented by these blank spots in my mind... For years I have tryed to figure out why.. but no docter.. no therapist has been able to tell me anything about my past. My father was a scientist.. He worked on some kind of top secret program for the government.. Or so he told me.. He died 8 years ago.. When I was only 12. My mother died 2 years ago.
I moved to New York to live with my grandparents, but when I got to their apartment, no one was there. 18 and all alone. I had no way to support myself. Lucky for me, about 3 days after I had arrived, the phone rang... a cold, unfamiliar voice sang from the speaker on the phone..
"Sirus Mezariahs, It's time.. Please stay where you are."
I did not know what to say.. I didnt now know the person that was on the other side of this call.. or atleast I didnt recognize the voice..
"Who is this?" I replyed..
"Lets just say that your father worked for us.. and lets just say.. You're our property. We have finally found you and It's time for you to come with us."
The signal went dead. My heart started to beat faster and faster.. What was this guy talking about? Their property? I belong to noone but myself..
Thats when I heard the loud knock on the door.. but I was afraid to answer it.. so I didnt answer it.. I just stood back and stared at the door.. I could hear whispering from where I was standing, it sounded like two men. Both voices unfamiliar once again. They sounded angry. The only sentece I heard fully was:
"The boss wants us to bring it back without a scratch on it.."
And a reply came from the other man.
"Yeah.. but if it's really as dangerous as the boss had said it could be, then shouldn't we be on our guard and bring it down if we need too?"
I didn't understand what they were talking about, what are they looking for? what could i possibly give them that could be so dangerous? Just then the door to my grandparents apartment burst open and the two black-suited men rushed into the enterance hallway and spotted me right away..
"Sirus.. stay calm.. we just need your to come with us.. You'll be fine."
The one who spoke had slowly slipped his hand behind him and lifted his suit jacket slightly, he was reaching for something.. I didn't give them a chance to show me what it was.. I turned and ran towards the kitchen window behind me, which lead to the fire escape. I wasn't about to go with them.. I sensed that if I did.. i wouldn't return.
I wasn't fast enough though.. I felt a large firm hand grab my shoulder from behind me and turn me around. They both hand pistols. My eyes widened and then I blacked out.. When i awoke.. I was on my knees staring at the ground.. but something was diffrent.. the tiled floor was darker.. I had no idea why.. I lowered my eyes to my hands, and I couldn't believe them.. My hands were covered in blood... not only my hands.. but my shirt.. and the kitchen floor.. I slowly worked my eyes around the room.. and I gasped at what I saw.. two bodys.. two bloody bodys.. the two men in suits.. they were dead.
But how? had I done it? I dont remember.. I.. I blacked out.. I couldn't stay there anymore.. no possible way. I ran to the bathroom and washed and washed.. scrubbed and scrubbed till the blood finally came off.. I then ran to the suitcase I had brought with me when I moved here. I changed my cloths and ran out of the apartment as fast as I could.. I ran and ran til I was completly out of breath... I found myself in a small park.. it was dark out.. so noone was arround. I took the chance and laid down on a bench that was there and slept..
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For years I've been tormented by these blank spots in my mind... For years I have tryed to figure out why.. but no docter.. no therapist has been able to tell me anything about my past. My father was a scientist.. He worked on some kind of top secret program for the government.. Or so he told me.. He died 8 years ago.. When I was only 12. My mother died 2 years ago.
I moved to New York to live with my grandparents, but when I got to their apartment, no one was there. 18 and all alone. I had no way to support myself. Lucky for me, about 3 days after I had arrived, the phone rang... a cold, unfamiliar voice sang from the speaker on the phone..
"Sirus Mezariahs, It's time.. Please stay where you are."
I did not know what to say.. I didnt now know the person that was on the other side of this call.. or atleast I didnt recognize the voice..
"Who is this?" I replyed..
"Lets just say that your father worked for us.. and lets just say.. You're our property. We have finally found you and It's time for you to come with us."
The signal went dead. My heart started to beat faster and faster.. What was this guy talking about? Their property? I belong to noone but myself..
Thats when I heard the loud knock on the door.. but I was afraid to answer it.. so I didnt answer it.. I just stood back and stared at the door.. I could hear whispering from where I was standing, it sounded like two men. Both voices unfamiliar once again. They sounded angry. The only sentece I heard fully was:
"The boss wants us to bring it back without a scratch on it.."
And a reply came from the other man.
"Yeah.. but if it's really as dangerous as the boss had said it could be, then shouldn't we be on our guard and bring it down if we need too?"
I didn't understand what they were talking about, what are they looking for? what could i possibly give them that could be so dangerous? Just then the door to my grandparents apartment burst open and the two black-suited men rushed into the enterance hallway and spotted me right away..
"Sirus.. stay calm.. we just need your to come with us.. You'll be fine."
The one who spoke had slowly slipped his hand behind him and lifted his suit jacket slightly, he was reaching for something.. I didn't give them a chance to show me what it was.. I turned and ran towards the kitchen window behind me, which lead to the fire escape. I wasn't about to go with them.. I sensed that if I did.. i wouldn't return.
I wasn't fast enough though.. I felt a large firm hand grab my shoulder from behind me and turn me around. They both hand pistols. My eyes widened and then I blacked out.. When i awoke.. I was on my knees staring at the ground.. but something was diffrent.. the tiled floor was darker.. I had no idea why.. I lowered my eyes to my hands, and I couldn't believe them.. My hands were covered in blood... not only my hands.. but my shirt.. and the kitchen floor.. I slowly worked my eyes around the room.. and I gasped at what I saw.. two bodys.. two bloody bodys.. the two men in suits.. they were dead.
But how? had I done it? I dont remember.. I.. I blacked out.. I couldn't stay there anymore.. no possible way. I ran to the bathroom and washed and washed.. scrubbed and scrubbed till the blood finally came off.. I then ran to the suitcase I had brought with me when I moved here. I changed my cloths and ran out of the apartment as fast as I could.. I ran and ran til I was completly out of breath... I found myself in a small park.. it was dark out.. so noone was arround. I took the chance and laid down on a bench that was there and slept..
