Who we really are
Chapter One: The last night in the box
I awoke in a small room with all the lights off, darkness flooding the room
washing any shapes or idea of where I was out. I looked around this dark void
of a place and felt the first thing we all feel when we are alone, fear. I yell
scream out into the dark void “Where am I?” The sound flies out the door and
never comes back, gone to whoever, whatever put me here. The next feeling hit
me anger hate toward the new change to the new normal. I hit the walls with my
fist screaming and crying, I slid down the door and crumbled into a small ball.
Why me? When the day was over, I fell asleep crying throat red from the yells…
Then she came the woman in white she picked me up from the floor and held me
tight I could feel the smooth relaxing cloth of her clothes the warmth of her
smile and the gentle reminder that everything was okay. I opened my mouth to
talk but something stopped me? Before I could demand anything else I saw
something new, light, woods, fresh air? What’s going on “this is not fair!” I
screamed in my head while muffled babbling came out of my pacifier that filled
my mouth. “What are you doing with me? Who are you!”. We entered something
looking like an old castle now the old stones worn with age but also huge the
whole structure like a massive kingdom. She moved me inside to a room with pale
blue walls and a table. Moving with ease she placed me on that adult changing
table. I looked at her with anger and kicked hard. “Honey please don’t make
this harder than it has to be.” As she spoke, she moved a diaper with a pastel
blue number one drawn on it under me. I had no understanding of the meaning of
the number at this time but what I did understand is this demon, this thing, was
trying to put me in a diaper! I kicked and fought as hard as I could before she
let out a deep sigh and tied ropes around my hands and legs to the table. “Fussy
babies will be punished.” I was scared and the idea of punishment only fueled
that fear, so I cried begging now. “There we go little one” She looked down at
her work a fresh diaper around my legs and then noticed me crying her smile disappeared
and she leant over me kissing my cheek. “Shush, shush, little one it’s okay
here.” She smiled a sweet smile and took me to a room with a high-chair and sat
me down in it. “Now I am sure you have questions…” I definitely did so many
questions that my mind was racing, and she somehow understood that as a sign to
start “This is our house of littles commonly referred to as district 1. In this
kingdom you will learn how to be a good baby for us.” Us?! What is Us?! Who is
Us?! What’s good?! Again, with this power she seemed to have she replied in a calm
reassuring voice, “We are werewolves.” I looked at her again no. No this can’t
be right this can’t be what’s going on captured by werewolves?! Impossible. “As
werewolves we can’t have little ones and thus, we look for those humans who are
forgotten, and we step in and find them a better home here with us. I personally
saw what happened to you what you felt for you little one and I could not let
you stay there.” The box, the room, the dark I felt it all rush back to me and for
the first time I calmed down and let my walls come down. “That place they put
you they did it for a reason, but I don’t agree with the humans’ reasoning, so
I took you from them. We are not the ‘monsters’ humans make us out to be and
part of that is kidnaping and capture. I have taken you without your express
permission that changes today. I can return you and will upon your request but
if you stay, you must stay permanently. This is so no one finds out about us,
and we keep the other littles safe. Now I ask you little one, do you wish to
return to that box?” I looked at this monster, this ‘werewolf’ and did not
believe any of it. This creature was not real, all of this was not real. I was
about to say, “Let me go I don’t want to be your anything!” but then I thought
back… What if it could be real? Could I never be in the dark again? That place has
scared me more than anything she had done or said… “Would you keep me from the
dark?” I pleaded; the pacifier had been removed at some point. “Of course,
little one”. “I accept.”
END OF CHAPTER ONE
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