The First Memory

I can't stop shaking or crying,Everytime I see the memory that pops in my head it's as if I've seen someone murdered.It makes my spine shiver and my hairs spike.The day exactly before Carvis questioned me was Wednesday night.I was laying in bed and I somehow started the topic thinking to myself about my childhood.My brain squeezed and shifted in my head as memories I never knew came about,until I couldn't see anything at all.

A white room,White roses.They were beautiful ones.

A chair,I was tied to a chair.The straps seemed to be a torture chair.A voice whispered from my perspective,"I'm scared".I felt tears running down my face.A thing came in,he has no face,only a white head cloth covering everything and was wearing a lab coat with nice expensive shoes.He told me something.

Don't be scared little one.

It giggled in my right ear.

His giggles stopped and his neck cracked and crooked now staring at the side of my face.

Now the first question,said the voice coming out of his mouth.I was young the age of about 6,I feel like.The fear swirled around in my stomach,the butterflies had melted already because nothing was fluttering around in there.His white cloaked hands touched my shoulders.What are you scared of that's real?The world stopped as I thought,wonderd, questioned myself.

"My mommy,she scares me sometimes and I don't like it."A sigh came from him,your doing well just keep answering my questions,alright?"Yes mister"

If you had Super powers what would they be?

I want to be strong and do things with my mind so I don't have to do them! I squirmed in the belt buckles holding me down.

Oh,so Telekinetic,good.

I ignored the statement from my shyness.

Would you like to have those Superpowers right now?

Yes!!I screamed with delight and excitement.

Well,even if it would hurt you really bad..

What do you mean, mister?

I mean if you had your powers and you didn't know how to use them and it hurt others and you,would you still like to have them?

Yes?I answerd awkwardly towards the man.

He asked me if I would like to read a book whilst he would go somewhere.

"Yes please." He unbuckled the arm,neck and head straps but not the torso or leg straps.He handed me a book that had seemed to be familiar.

Now,be a good girl and read that book over and over no matter how long even if you find out what it means.

He left before I had to ask a question."What kind of meaning." I shouted at the man leaving as the giant metal door slammed shut.

The title of the book read "Nothing's Right".I flipped through the pages and started reading.A man a wife a son a daughter a dog and a cat.

My childish self said aloud "That's funny".As I read the pages more than once I realized that there was a plate of food on my own lap that I hadn't realized or seen anybody put on my lap,and that man wasn't back yet.The fork was small and fit into my 6 year old hands as I ate my broccoli,cauliflower and small stake.My stomach wasn't churning full of Nasty goo of scaredness.

The mister came back and told me to hold still so he could prick something in my arm.I looked away as a sharp fearful needle was injected into my arm.He brushed my hair and asked me another question.

What's your name?

It's Olivia...Sprin- inda-?

He stopped me with a loud goofy laugh and stopped brushing me hair with his white fingers.

It's fine,but tell anyone if your feeling ill,seeing things or moving things with your mind,and we will come right by,he giggled.Then I somehow managed to fall asleep for some reason.

Sorry for the Cliffhanger but I hope you find these next chapters interesting.😏