Unknown

Unknown by Tabitha Kaye

      People once said that a baby’s fate is marked in the stars. That even twins, seconds apart, have  different roads of stars. That the stars are fate’s map, that anyone can read.
        And if ever our stars stray to a darker path, others will claim it is the fault in our stars.
        But what if, the fault is not in our stars, but in ourselves.
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        The last thing I remember before this piece of torture was a bag over my head.
        Not a pleasant memory but it was better then what was to come. The endless torment and test. Screams that chills your blood and scars you bones. And the only way out is without a pulse.
You might wonder where such a squalor, torturous place may be. I haven’t the slightest clue. All that is in this life is the endless tests, screams, and non-coming sleep.
        As I glimpse out from the black iron bars, I silently curse at my lost memory.
        My stars never lead to this.
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        I barley glance up when the key is inserted into the lock and turned. The rusty old door creaking as it opened. You could hear the scuffling of the guard as he renewed his grip. He threw in a girl no older than seven. I knew she wouldn’t last. Than again, most of them never did. 
She scuttled into the darkest corner of the cell. I felt a ping in my heart. A sister, perhaps. I tried to grasp the memory before it slithered away. 
"I don't remember anything," she whimpered. 
That is not nessesceraly true, I know you remember your name. Everyone does." I say. 
"Sophia, that is my name," you can hear the tears in her voice," I am so scared even to close my eyes." 
"One doesn't forego sleeping because of the possibility of nightmares," I whisper. 
After a while I could hear her starting to curl up to sleep. She found comfort in my words. I wish my first night would have been like that. 
"Aislinn."
"What does that mean."
"That is my name."
"Well, sweet dreams Aislinn."
Remember, do not get attached, they all die in the end. I almost wish she would make it through.



 Author's note: 
Dear readers, if you have any suggestions for the next part of any of my writings, please post and comment. Though when you do that, could you please put the name of the story next to it? Thanks for reading and hope you guys enjoy the stories. 
Thanks so much,
                  Tabitha Kaye