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Chapter 1 It’s been days since I’ve seen food, and it feels like there’s a hole in my stomach. I keep thinking someone will come and get me, but no one seems to notice that I am gone. I’m not surprised, I’m not the social butterfly most people seem to be. I don’t know how long I’ve been sleeping, but it must have been a while because the scientist have come to my room to give me my daily pills and shots. They first sterilize the needle and I don’t even feel it as it slices through my skin. I feel my body sag against the wall behind me, and the world goes black. I wake up looking at the ceiling and I can’t move. “Amazing,” someone is behind but I can’t turn around, I can’t do anything. I am now being picked up and stuck in a container. I scream but nothing comes out of me, it’s like I’m not human. Chapter 2 The scientist are so large, what had they done to themselves? What had they done to me? I am set under some kind of magnifying glass that they are looking at me on. “You can see straight through her, we are geniuses,” the scientist said. What the heck are they talking about? I thought. They could see straight through me, that could mean so many things, so don’t freak out Stacey, I told myself. But I knew in my heart, they had turned me into water. I felt like I was going to throw up, (but of course I couldn’t). I needed to get out of here! But not being able to move didn’t help much. I bet if I tried hard enough I could slosh out of this! Brilliant! But my plan had one flaw, how could I get out of here with nobody seeing me, I had some more planning to do.
Chapter 3 I decided the most important thing was just to get of the container, and the rest would be decided later. So when all the scientist have left I build up all the strength I have in my body and push with all my might, a side I have never seen in me comes out, and with a burst of energy I am in the chilly floor pressed against the white tile that smells of sanitizer. I planned to wait until the cleaners came early in the morning and wipes my up.So I guess I’ll just have to see wait is coming next. After what feels like days later the door to the lab opens, and light comes flooding in. It blinds me for a few moments but it comes back blurry. I see the rolly trashcan first as it squeaks across the floor. It was quite quickly it happens, the container I was in was picked up by a women with dark hair, and set on the counter, I was picked up by what looked like a paper towel. Little did she know. My journey had begun. Chapter 4 The paper towel was stuck in the trashcan, and I thought there had to be something dead in here with me, it smelled like nothing I had never smelt before, though I had never been dumpster diving, (surprise, surprise). After the woman finishes cleaning she rolls the trashcan into a smaller room with what looked like a laundry shoot in the wall. But she doesn't put laundry in, she dumps the bag down the shoot where it hits the icy blue sea below. What jerks, they kidnap, and litter, it doesn't get worse than that. I look around but sea nothing but the inky black sea.
Chapter 5 I am awaken by the feeling of being drug upward, I open my eyes, but immediately regret it, the ocean is miles below me, and I am being evaporated, chance of a life time guys. I try to be all gung ho about this, but I can’t stop the dread that is forming in my stomach. Will I ever get out of this? All I can do is hope, and trust me, I’m doing a lot of that. The view is amazing from here, I can give it that, the ocean’s dark, choppy waves sparkle in the sunlight, as if luring you in it’s beautiful, peaceful waves. In reality, it is the predator, and you are the prey. After this I vow never to step foot in the ocean. Chapter 6 I’m being squished so tightly against other droplets that I figure I am in the condensation stage. It's pretty uncomfortable, and let me put it nicely, cozy. I don't know how, but over the last few hours I’ve been squashed even tighter, I didn’t even know that was possible. I wonder when this torture is going to end. I’m also a little scared of dropping from so high. Does it hurt?
Chapter 7 Its finally happening, droplets beside me are beginning to fall, and I finally get some space. I squish my eyes tightly as I drop, hard. My stomach drops faster, and my heart is racing. I hit the ground with a splat and I realize I am not on the ground, but racing down the leaves of a tree, I guess this is transpiration.
Chapter 8 I am now running down a large cliff leading into a small town below me. I flow down to a deep hole dug in the ground filled with water, I am sloshing around getting dizzy. I feel the water below me sinking as it sops into the ground I fight hard as I can, but it is no use, I am now just groundwater. I silently say a prayer that someday, I will see my family again.
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