Personal Narrative: The New Babies

“Matthew and mark will,” she replied. “But I don’t want to be a burden on them. I want to do something with my life. Figure out ways to help other third kids. Make-’’

“Charan Seth,” replies a boy with dark skin, short raven black colored hair, and light brown eyes. “Private. Seventeen years old.”

On our way up the stairs to our unit, a girl named Jada came up behind me. “So why are you here?” I was thrown off by the personal question she asked so casually. Only an hour prior I had arrived at the facility and was introduced to the other eleven teenagers.

“You took longer than usual. Did you take a detour? Make out with any cheerleader’s boyfriend?” Evan asked. “I heard it was you. How could you seduce such a reasonable young man and use him to satisfy your own sick needs?” Steven asked as they switched places. It suddenly dawned on her that the only ones who would create rumors about her were her own brothers and suddenly she became furious. “Why would you do that?” she screamed at them. The boys flinched, they didn’t expect her to retaliate. “Do you honestly hate me that much that you’d allow a bunch of girls to beat me up over something I didn’t do? I ran for my life because of you. I was so scared, but I had no reason to be!” Her breathing seemed to echo throughout the house as they stood in surprise to Elora’s outbreak. She couldn’t take it, she wanted to cry. She was not a toy to her evil twin brothers, she did not want to be played with and pushed around. She let them fall. She sank to her knees and cried. The boys parted as her mother came running up the stairs. She too seemed truly surprised to find her daughter crying. She ordered the boys to their room and helped Elora to her feet. She cooed sweet things in her ear and wiped her tears away. They went downstairs and prepared dinner together.

“What are their names?” asked Rion, smiling down at his tiny new siblings. “You’d picked out only one girl name, but now we have two?”

“Bravo, Mark,” said Jacob sarcastically. “You really have these babies fooled,” despite each of them being just as old as them, 14 years old.

“Okay. Oh god. I’ll be there in just a bit? Are the kids with you?” He asked and she confirmed that the kids were in the hospital waiting room with her. “Okay, i’ll be there in a bit.”

“Actually, I think that I’m older than you. I saw you twenty years ago, and I’m pretty sure that you looked the same. I was just wondering whether you were two or three hundred. You don’t look much older than that.”

“Calm down and be quiet!” the harsh voice said. “You are not going to die today, but if the men who run this place hear you, you probably will.” “They’ll think you’re planning an escape and they’ll use whatever weapon you have in your room to kill you. Your weapon should’ve been in a locked iron box. I guess they thought you would’ve still been unconscious.” Candace had so many different questions but the one that seemed to slip out of her mouth first was “Who are you and why are we here?” There was a three second silence but it felt like the longest three seconds of Candace Verbeck’s life.

"Oh dear. I'm sorry to say but your mother passed away recently. She was in a car accident." "W-what?" I said tears in my eyes. "I'm sorry."

“So age is a factor? Money, prestige, access doesn’t trump your principals,” he blurted. “You’ve changed my mind about your intelligence. I’ll give you your good looks.”

"Oh yeah, I was just saying hi to some of my old friends." Reena, Tanaya, and Ellie's mouth dropped as they processed this. "Er, and these are also some of my cousin's Sarah's friends."

“We’ll try one more time, but then we’re going to get some help,” I said. Out of nowhere, the walls of the clock tower slowly slithered toward us, locking Salim, Kat, and I inside.

"We only have 20 minutes. So here's what you have to do," Elli's mom said, continuing, "You are going to have to run down there, really quickly, while I stay behind and wait for you all."

"Follow me." Mr Way said, beckoning Frank with his hand. They made it to literature and chemistry, gathering the three kids and the art teacher in the middle of the hallway outside of Mr Brown 's room.