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Things I don't want to talk about

So, nobody accused me of anything and i don't think anyone even connected me with James's funny fit. And he referred to "him" instead of "her", so either it's the male part of my head or somebody completely different.
But I think I know who it is, although I don't really want to talk about it. No, I can't talk about it. I might email Mastergale but I'm not writing it where everyone can see it. You see, if my suspicions are correct, maybe the reason they are specifically after me as opposed to the others is more to do with how I got my power rather than the power itself.
Anyway, we're still separated, and worse, I can't get through to the other group. Even worse than that, neither can Dan, so we're going to forget things. Maybe they've discovered something about us as opposed to them and are shunning us deliberately. Whatever the reason, it's scary. I don't know how you normal people manage to get through life with only one voice in your head. It's so lonely. Sure, sometimes I get a little paranoid, or people think bad things about me, but there's always someone there, when i'm scared, lonely, or lost. It seems cruel, invading people's heads, doesn't it? A little unfair. No, it's really unfair. But when you're in a position like we are, you live by a different set of morals. Rule one is survive. Rule two is also survive. And rule three is don't be stupid, which is related to rules one and two because in this world, if you are stupid, you will not survive. Brutal, I know, but unfortunately true.
We're moving closer towards our goal. However, we cannot rely on trains anymore, or buses, the reason being that they nearly caught us getting off one yesterday. It was lucky Evie had her mirror with her, creating some temporary doubles so we could get away.
We did experiment with magazines, looking for pictures of cars. Evie did manage to bring one to life, but what we hadn't realised was that unlike mirror images, which are always full size, the pictures are scaled down to fit on the paper, and we ended up in fits of laughter, trying to get into a car no bigger than the sixe of my hand. The other bummer is that there are no keys.

So, I'm not telling you where we are, but luckily I've just managed to contact one of the others- i think it's Emily. I don't think I'll have long- she's only just come in range and I'm wasting time even now. So, that's it from me for just now but I'll keep you posted on the thrilling daily slog that is our boring life.
Ha!

Hidden from me

It's me, Molly Harper, and i have to apologise on account of the fact i haven't posted in ages.
Things have been really complicated. Basically, some of us have split up for safety. At the present moment I'm with James, Matt and Evie.
Anyway, earlier in the week we went back home, although we're not there now, to see what we could get out of our parents. I think they might have known about us being herded, or about when our genes were manipulated. I do remember that in a conversation to one of her friends my mum said:
"Well, after she was born I got to hold her and that was it, she was taken away from me. The doctors said she was really ill and had to be put in intensive care..."
That was a few weeks ago she said that, before the trouble started. Anyway, I think this points to the fact that the experiment was carried out after I was born, but it could point to maybe something before the birth because i was "ill". This could have been a lie on the doctors' part, a convenient excuse, or even a real side effect of genetic manipulation. I still don't know. But basically, the information I got from my parents was this:
-They knew nothing about the powers, even when I looked through their heads.
-They didn't realise they were being herded
-They have had no further contact with the Government

So no clues from them, then.

Unfortunately, I'm still scared. The reason?
Well, we were sitting round a small fire eating measly portions of slightly dodgy fish fingers (thankyou mum and dad bleugh lol) when all of a sudden James sat bolt upright and went all pale.
"Are you sure that fire's still burning?" he said, quietly. Of course it was on. We were practically boiling.
"Really?" he said, when I told him this, "Because I'm feeling strangely cold...-" he mumbled, and toppled over.
"James! Hey! James! Get up! Get up!" I picked up a stick from the fire and held it out to him. "James, you don't get cold!"
"Molly, what's the matter with him?" This from Evie.
"I don't know! He says hes cold and I think he's fainted!"
I poked him with the embering stick. This sounds cruel but he's resistant to burning. Or at least I thought he was, because there was a kind of horrible hiss and I lifted it away as fast as I could.
"There's something really wrong! I haven't seen this sort of thing before!"
"Well don't bloody well burn him then!" Matt this time.
"What am I supposed to do?"
I slapped James in the face as hard as I could, and this time it worked. He sat up again and began muttering once more.
"I think he's lost it!" was Evie's suggestion.
"Thanks for that, Evie," I snapped.
Suddenly James grabbed my arm really hard.
"He's in my head! He's in my head! He's in my head!"
"Who's in your head?"
"I don't know! Just get him out!"
I jumped into James's thoughts, and immediately I was attacked by something, another presence. It stabbed at me again, trying to force me out. I tried to get out, but it had latched on to me like some sort of limpet. It was like suffocating. I couldn't get back to my body to breathe, my eyes were open but I couldn't reach them to see.
LET GO OF ME!
I kind of shouted, and the thing recoiled, letting go of James, letting go of me.
I think it was somebody like me. I'm scared. Maybe it even WAS me?

It's not going well

It's James here. I've taken over computer duty.
Remember we said we were going to do some research?
Well, we did. We went to a hospital. It wasn't any of the ones where we were born. What we were looking for was evidence of other people like us.
Well, we found evidence. Not just birth certificates, but also death certificates.
We found out why we're all around the same age. It's because we were the first people experimented on who didn't die.
We were chosen totally randomly. They found expectant mothers. I think I know now why they're after Molly. She's the oldest. The first of the first successful batch.
I don't think we found anything pointing to how they managed to herd us all together after we were born, but some of us, me included, think that our parents know something about it.
Should we risk going back to our families? Or will it put them in too much danger?
I don't know. I just hope we get to the bottom of this.
Just one thing has been worrying me.
How are we going to go back to normal lives after this has blown out?
I mean, it's not really good to have "mutant super powered enemy of the Government" on your CV, is it? Even if you do get A's in your GCSEs.

Ok i admit it I'm scared

I've been thinking over the things Mr.Anorak was saying. What does he mean he's got his own plans for me? What the hell is CBQ? What's he planning to do with my IP adress?
Also, Sarah's still here, and I'm not sure if I can trust her or not. She say she had no idea about Mary's betrayal, and her brain says the same thing. But what happens if she's lying? I made a mistake trusting Mary. I don't want to do it again.
I know I sounded really callous about Mary being killed. But I was just tryin not to go into too much detail. I don't want to thik about it too much because it was just about the most horrible thing any of us have seen.
I can't help thinking about Mum and Dad, and my brother and sister.
I really hope they took my advice and got away. But it's more likely they're still living at home with my double.
What about the people at school? What are they going to think about the way all of us are acting realy odd. I know it sounds really trivial, but our SATs exams are really soon and I may look like an idiot all of a sudden. I was supposed to get good marks!
Okay, so it's a ot better than being killed horribly or worse experimented on. But still. If only it wasn't necessary. If only we didn't HAVE to run away.
And part of me feels guilty for enjoying the freedom of being away from the house, away from school and so on.
I don't think it's just me thinking this... no, it isn't.
But now we know the authorities are actually following us, we're going to have to do some serious research. I'm not sure where we're going to go first, but hospitals seem a definite possibility. More importantly, we need to find out if people like us are still being created, and stop them going over to the other side.
Maybe if we'd found Mary earlier we could have stopped the authorities getting to her and convincin her to join them.
Oh, and Mastergale, I really need that email address.

Now we're in trouble

It's Molly here. I would have posted before, had it not been for the fact I've been really afraid, and we've been on the run again. And now some guy (presuming it's a guy, they usually go for these power-trip things) has started having a go at us in the comments.
I think he's probably just an unrelated anorak-type person, but you can't ever be sure. He hasn't even got the guts to put his name.
Really though, even if you are a Shadow, you could have been a bit more subtle. Less overdramatic. I don't think he's really a Shadow because they don't tend to go in for this muck. They don't say anything at all.
Anyway, anoraks aside, things have changed.
You see, on Saturday, we were walking through the streets of _____, minding our own business, when this woman approached us.
We were instantly suspicious, but Dan made the gesture with his hand meaning "lie low and see what happens".
I tried to reach into this person's thoughts but I was repelled. And then I tried to tell the others.
I was basically, for the first time in ages, unable to reach out.
So this woman, whoever she was, came up to us and asked us if we'd seen any suspicious activity. We blanked. She pressed further, going onto the subject of powers.
That was when we knew we were rumbled. There wasn't any point sticking around there much longer. Matt was all ready to drag us skywards when the woman grabbed hold of Emily.
"Make one move and she's dead" she hissed at us. Rather stupid of her really. One second, Emily ws struggling feebly as we'd practised before, the next the woman was down on the floor rubbing her head. But she'd struck now, and we knew it was only a matter of time before they brought heavies. The woman pulled out a gun and forced us to line up withour faces against a wall. I cursed myself for leading us down a sidestreet. Nobody would see or hear us.
Then I thought to myself, why doesn't Mary just cast a forcefield over us?
And the reason is because she's standing behind me holding a knife.
I swore copiously, as Dan repeated afterwards.
"How could you! We trusted you, you lying little b**ch! Right, that's it!"
And I swung at her hard, a well aimed elbow strike. But instead of blocking it, she simply let it hit her.
"I'm really sorry. But they would have done something to our families."
"You could have lied or something!!"
"No," she said coldly, and pushed me hard against the wall. I could see the others, frightened, unable to escape, against the wall in the dark aley. I hated myself.
I culd feel the frustration building up somewhere between my head and my hands, which had bunched into fists. I think I may have gone red. It didn't matter. I pushed out gradualy, really hard, and Mary shrieked. Her control- her forcefield - was broken. She backed away from me, and the others walked towards her, whatever they could do at the ready.
Evie was the first to speak.
"You'd better have a really good explanation for this. Because if you don't, Molly's going to hack your head. So you'd better speak quickly."
But Mary didn't say anything. She just stood there, silently, mouth wide open.
And then something poked out from the middle of her chest.
Behind her was the woman.
And behind us was a man.
It was horrible. Mary, after all she'd done to us, was now lying on the floor looking at us wild-eyed.
And dead.

But instinct came to us first. Matt grabbed me, I grabbed the person next to me, and so on. In less than a second we were up and away.


Maybe we could have done something for Mary, but I don't want to after she led the Shadows to us.
Oh, and Mastergale please can you send me your email because I need to talk to you urgently and I don't want anorak over there to see.

I hate attention seekers

I'm Evie Brown, writing from Molly's laptop. Molly still won't talk to us. She's acting stupid and immature, even if she doesn't trust the new people. Anyway, who cares about her. Every time I read this blog, it's all Molly Molly Molly. I haven't even got a decent mention.
I don't think this whole escape thing is working. We've gone round in a circle and we still haven't found anything else out. At least the Shadows have lost our scent.
It's not just me writing this, by the way. Emily is helping me.
I think I trust Sarah, despite her eating habits. But I think Mary's in on something. Scarlet chased her the other day when we were in ____ and we never found out why. And now we're on the right track, heading towards a place we're likely to get answers, she seems even more secretive than usual.
Matt and the boys seem to be coping well. We've got a couple of birthdays coming up soon, especially Emily's. But we've actually been thinking about James's. I'm not going to go into too much detail ( because he reads this) but we're going to get him something that he misses.
Molly's been behaving really strangely. She hasn't been reading thoughts right and she thinks we're out to get her.