Lost & Found... started July 3

[sofia97733]

Before you start reading, I want you to know that if I lose the attention span I will probably quit this. Second, my entire inspiration for this is the book The Music Of Dolphins. I have based some characters off of Mila, Dr. Beck, Sandy and Shay. If you like this story then you need to read that one!
Let's begin.
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I look down the hill. I see a woman. Her hair is tied up in a circle, like the snail who keeps his body in a spiral shell. She is wearing colours on her shining skin like the tree who wears murky brown bark on his pale beige inside. She is saying weird words at me. She has confusion in her eyes. She is pulling on the colours on her arms. They go up. She points at me. She is noticing that I am not wearing colours. I do not know how to say anything back. I am making a noise. She does not understand the noise. She gets out a shining rectangle. She puts her thumb under a line in the rectangle and it splits into two.

The woman called the number for 911. "I was walking in the forest... and all of a sudden I saw this girl with long black hair and reddish skin. She's not wearing any clothes and she doesn't seem to speak English, instead she makes animal-like noises. What do I do?"

The operator had had a long night, and he was glad that there was finally some excitement in this boring day. "Take her to Dr. Kim's hospital... it's in Toronto... where are you... okay... we'll have a helicopter there right away."

I am seeing a bird in the air with a person in its head and wings on the top instead of on the side. It has logs for feet and no mouth. The woman is putting me in the bird. I do not want to be in the bird! But the bird is closing. A man is sitting in the bird. He is making it move. He is moving it very fast. I am seeing the forest going fast away. I am seeing squares. The squares are getting bigger. The man is putting me on a big square far away from home. But first he is putting colors on me. He is saying words like the woman with the circle hair.

"Put some clothes on, kid." the pilot said. He took some of his daughter's old clothes from the back of the chopper where she left them and put them on the scared girl, and then tied her hair in a long pigtail. He took the ripped hair from the top of her head, made it into a choppy fringe, and then he escorted her over to her room in the hospital.



He sits me on a bed. I am looking at people inside a silver box making fire on a white box and then putting meat on it. Then a woman with pale skin, black hair and wide eyes is coming in the rectangle which the bird man put me through. She is saying more words. She is saying a word a lot. That word must be my name now. I remember having a name a long time ago... my first memory.

"We have decided to call you Violet, after the name of the forest you were found on. Violet, we are starting your language lessons soon. I will take you to have them soon."

next chapter coming whenever~

[sofia97733]

oh, one more thing, please tell me you like this... if you don't i won't continue... no reason to write stuff nobody likes.

[SimKween]

Haha. Sounds cool.

[tonita_kitty]

I like it!  I think it's really cool that you write what Violet sees and thinks, and then tell us what is really going on from a normal person's point of view.

[sofia97733]

I am sitting beside a small body long hair girl. The tall lady with black hair is pointing at herself.

"Me. Mrs. Kim." Mrs. Kim said.

Mrs. Kim took out a sheet of paper about the new girl. It said:

Name: Violet
Location Found: Violet Forest
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Black
Ethnicity: Native (?)

She put it down. She pointed at Violet. "Violet." she said. Violet pointed at her. "Mrs. Kim." Violet pointed at herself. "Violet." The girl beside Violet did not say anything. Mrs. Kim looked sad. "Kenya, you are Kenya." She pointed at Kenya. She said, "Kenya." Kenya did not say anything. Kenya took a lock of her hair and twirled it around. She made small animal-like noises. Mrs. Kim faced Violet again. She showed a picture of a stick man with his mouth open and lines coming out. "Speak, say" Mrs. Kim said.

I said "speak" and "say". That must be what they do when the words come out of their mouths. She shows a picture of a nose, mouth, eye, hair, hand, body, and foot. I say all the words. Mrs. Kim is happy face now. She shows a picture of blue points together. I do not know what it is. Mrs. Kim is a sad face now. She says something weird. I say, "water." Mrs. Kim is a happy face now. Now she is taking a board of weird symbols out...

Sorry for very little pics... In the next chapter it's a timeskip, we don't want to go through this whole process over and over, do we?

[Astral Faery]

Very original.  I like it so far, and look forward to learning more about Violet.

[sofia97733]

Over the last 6 months I have learned many things about myself. I am one of the natives of Canada, but I was abandoned long ago. I learned most of the language English, and a little of the language French. I still have trouble speaking a language... I'm not used to it. But my opportunity is coming! Mrs. Kim is sending me to a high school. I am fourteen years old, it was learned. I cannot wait to go to the high school but I am not used to reading the symbols yet. Kenya is not going to a school. Kenya stays at home in the hospital. They are taking her somewhere else. I do not know where Kenya is going. But I am slipping on the floor as I rush to bring the papers to the lady sending me to school. I will have fun there, I think. I am going back to the hospital every night to sleep. I cannot wait.



I am sitting in a new room now. I see the hospital in the distance, far away out the window. The teacher talks about numbers. Mrs. Kim taught me about this. I ask the girl with yellow hair beside me, "How is you doing?"

The girl, called Tiffany, wrinkled her nose. "I is doing fine. Could you please move, I don't want dork odor in my face."

I frowned. I am not a dork odor. I thrust my arms out in her face and hit her. She screams. The teacher does not talk about numbers now. She is telling me to stop, stop stop. But I keep on fighting. I rip her hair and she tears my clothes. I do not think I have been a good student today.



Tiffany frowned. "The dork will pay. The dork... will pay..."