TWO.

Violet POV.

My big day is almost here, the day I'll get away from them all, I know no one in space would want me, I'm not like the rest, I'm not obedient, I'm not someone who likes to cry over everything, although sometimes I do, it's not me, I swear, or maybe it is me. But the more of the treatment I take the more I feel emotionally vulnerable, I feel like I'm a baby, that's the whole concept, we'll be sent back to childhood, we'd still have our adult humans brains and intelligence, but we'll go to a headspace where we'd be vulnerable and completely dependent.

Not my favourite thing on planet earth, I'd like to keep my big space, I'd like to always be big, but again, that's not an option, not for people like me. And so I decided to run away. I was nice to my nanny this morning, when I woke up, I allowed her to help them get ready for classes, we only wear our uniform, it has the facility logo on it, it's bland and white, no colours allowed, we can't get a favourite colour and go to space only to find our favourite colour doesn't exist there, we can't say I love the blue sky, because the sky isn't blue there.

No attachment to earth is allowed, we don't belong here, talk about feeling outcasted, add to that when your said caregiver doesn't give two damn about you, that if he actually exists, to begin with of course. All of our hair is kept to their natural colours, not that they are any natural, the treatment affects those too, my hair is now mousey brown, at one point it went to muddy black, but back to the brown colour. Others have pink and purple hair, I don't envy them really, I hate the colour pink, purple is nice though, I don't think I have a favourite colour yet, I have never seen many to decide. I was dressed in my clothes, my hair brushed and tied back, my shoes added and sent to class, the facility is one big orphanage, each kid has his own nanny, and rules, some are general rules we all have to obey, others are rules your caregiver gives, I had none of those.

The classes are all about aliens technology, about how to slip into a headspace, how safe it is to be there, about trust, and about us being so lucky, we even took the history of this fancy slavery we call our future lives.

I went to class as normal, I'm not in the most advanced ones, the thing is, I don't want to learn about the aliens anymore, I don't want to see pictures of their lives, ones that I'll never have. Maybe when I was younger I really wanted to see it, I was curious about it all, I just wanted to go there, but my dreams were crushed around when I was nine when everyone's CG started to message them and I didn't. When they received gifts, when they received attention, while my nanny told me that I'm such a bad child no one would ever want me, not in this childhood or the next one. And so I lost all my dreams, I lost all my hope for the future and my new life, but look at me being a good girl today and going to the class, I sat in the back as I always do.

Even the classroom was white, the only colour present around here is the pictures they show us of their world, and how they live, it's like being taunted by things that'll never happen. The aliens have their own dynamic, they have a king, or at least that's the best comparison to earth, he's the one in charge of everyone, they all respect him. Next comes the people, they live their lives normally similar to our earthly life, there's job and money, there are grades, there's the army, and there are other planets they'd go to and back for several reasons. Some to collect us, humans, others to get supplies, and some to have wars, they are humans whose evolution have hit a hundred time.

I sat and looked out of the window, just waiting for the day to end, I could see the teacher acting all nervous, they were worried about whoever is going to visit us. They didn't care about all the comments I threw through the class, I wasn't threatened to be sent to the corner not even once, instead every time I misbehaved the teacher looked worried and concerned, it was kind of funny and I was pushing my luck with them. We were all sent to have our lunch of the day, I didn't have to wait for later that day, only a few nannies were present while we all had to eat our lunch, the food is plane nothing too fancy around here, we can't get attached to human food, God forbids.