The Number Five volume twenty seven

" Because giving him a name like us gives him the comparability of us which we are not the same as the monstrosity". My vision switched back to looking at the floorboards, a sound I haven't heard in years filled the room. That sound was laughter. But this time it was twisted,it was joyful. I grabbed the plate, touching a silver item which I had never seen in 8 years. While grabbing the item the little girl showed me a gesture like a stabbing motion. I followed as instructed by the little girl, while eating one of the women started an announcement. " Kids, we have a new member of the house, everybody welcome Sophie". I gave the woman a confusing glare, as she approached me my hairs on my neck started to stand up. Her soft voice penetrated my ears " sorry for eavesdropping", I continued to eat but was more cautious of my surroundings. The softness of the rice made all the bad stuff of the past fade away, because it's been since my family's passing since I had a warm meal. After hours passed I decided to head back to my room, while walking down to my new room. Sling opened the door and flopped onto the bed that I had made before leaving for dinner. Looking at the ceiling a thought popped into my head hoping that Give had found a home. Or even a place that has a bed to lay on, because right now I don't want him to unleash whatever his power is. As I fade to black images of Five appeared before my eyes, all of the images were past experiments that were tested on him. For example experiment number 17 when he had to hook up to the chair with needles in his head. Watching his body twitch and jerk trying to escape the nightmares they were supplying to this brain. For every one of four experiments I was there forced to watch him endure through unfathomable pain.Almost every night I had maybe two to three hours of sleep, due the screams of Five. The worst ones were the ones I couldn't see, the reason for this was because. They thought physical pain wasn't enough for him, after a while the results they wanted were coming to them. So they decided to add the mentality break, so what this did was add situations inside of his brain. They were hoping that it would cause this much drama to this kid one day. His ability would eventually come fourth, I never understood why it didn't come out. While these visions played it seemed like days went past while reconciling the outcome of their actions. It seems to me that maybe his ability was a joke, nothing more than a folk story. cause I would think that after all those years of torment, that it would violently appear seeking revenge. Moments turn into days while watching these actions being replayed, I felt tugged at the end of my left arm. The motion of the tugged became more rapid,also the hairs on my arm started to fall out due to the amount of motion. The visions began to fade away, the color of brown appeared in my eyes. The expression that was implanted on . Anna had a look as she was begging me to wake up from my lucid dream,when we locked eyes she understood the trauma that I had endured. The blanket that was covering my body was bouncing around the bed, I thought maybe something was under the covers making it move. I threw the covers off of me to see if it was some like a roach or maybe a rat. But to my eyes it was my own body reaction to my nightmare. Anna got up without any words and headed back to her room. Ruckus could be heard through the sliding door that separates my side from her side. The door handle started to randle rambunctiously. It continued for another thirty seconds, the door finally flew open. Anna walked out with a comb In her hair. Her clothes were barely hanging on herself. Her hand reached down to where I was laying, the touch of her was of a warning. It felt like ice was being scratched against my skin, the force of that she implied. Pulled me out of the bed I was sleeping in the night before. While trying to get dressed I heard a noise at the front of the house, as I entered the hallway the rest of the kids were pulled up by the front door. I made my way over there out of curiosity, Anna looked back at me. " Finally you made it here, you were about to miss the best part right before school", I took a long look at the rest of them. All I could see was grins across their faces. At the moment one of the sisters is carrying eight brown paper bags. The more I looked at the bags the more I realized that she was carrying lunch that she had prepared. One after another the kids left when they received their lunch, all that was left was me. While watching the kids leave she pulled me over to the side. Placing the brown bag inside my left Palm. The weight of the bag was as an empty plastic bottle, I looked inside the bag only to find. That inside was just a bag of chips, and bread crumbs inside of a paper bag. " I know it's not much but it's all we have right now, sorry the soup kitchen is getting more people than usual. So there are less and less." After her explanation of the lack of food it all started the line up together. Before she left to go back into the kitchen a question blurted out of my mouth. " Why not receive donations from the people?!"She turned half of her face towards me." We used to get lots of donations, man those were the good times. But all good things must come to an end, one day we received a donation of clothes. From a kind of sketchy Character but we thought nothing of it. Until one of the children ripped his shirt, while I was trying to stitch it back up. A little plastic bag came out of the gap and the material that was in that bag was obvious. It was cocaine, I thought maybe it was just this one shirt. So I told the other children to take off the shirts that were given to them. Forty out of forty six children's clothes were laced with some kind of drug. So naturally I called the cops to report the problem, they told me that for now no more donations due the rise of drugs and crime. After that the clothes ran dry, so did the food supplies". While making my way down to the new school I was apparently enrolled in. Following behind Anna taking notes around the areas we were pasting.