Wether it happened when I was a small child, or when I had grown to the age I could have my own, all I remember is that I was taken.

Taken.

Taken. Away from the ones I loved. Taken from my home, my land. Only a child.

They chained me. By my wrists, my feet, my waist, my neck.

I was what many would have called a lab experiment. I am no rat for studying, no new discovered bacteria able to cure cancer.

I am but a girl.

But I can.

CAN.

I can draw powers.

Powers of the earth. The earth, flows through me. My veins.

I call upon the earth in the battles I face.

But, there is no earth. None.

I lay in tiny tin rooms, as they cut me open to take a look inside. No earth on the ground.

But they'll never find my power. It can't be seen by human eyes.

It is only spirit.

SPIRIT.

Spirt.

The spirit of the Earth.

The spirit, flows in me. Only dust as my blood.

They'll never find it.

I do not know if they thought I was invincible, or loathed me to end my life, they tried sending lead through my heart.

They had already killed two other people of their own side. They would spare no mercy to my terror and pain.

But, that was all I felt.

Pain.

Why was it that I wasn't dead?

The earth seized my attackers.

They tried again.

Flames at my waist.

Only burns covered my legs.

Black.

BLACK.

But, I still live.

For mud wraps around my scars, cooling my agony.

But one night, one FATEFUL night...

They let me go.

I ran. I ran I ran I ran.

Though so many years ago, I remembered my home. The way.

The way.

The way home.

But it wasn't there.

My loved ones! Where were they?

No where.

None.

None were alive.

I began to weep. My tears mud.

What had happened?

But then I saw her. My only alive friend.

I had known her sense first grade. Her short, curly blonde hair with her green glasses.

Grace.

I ran to her with open arms, my tears deicing.

But she did nothing.

She said nothing.

She looked at nothing.

"Grace?!" She still did not look at me. I waved my hand in front of her.

She still did nothing.

I groveled at her feet.

"It's me, Grace! Pease!" I cried again.

But to my horror, they were only tears.

"GRACE!!" I stood, and hugged her.

But I hugged nothing.

I was....

Hugging...

Myself.

She still stood in front of me.

She never looked me in the eye.

I looked at my arm.

I saw her face. Her face only.

No! I had never died! What was happening?!

I was no ghost. Never had I fallen to death. But, I wasn't....

Alive.

Alive.

She began to walk away.

"Grace! No!"

She was gone. Forever.

I fell to my knees weeping. But only water covered my cracked face.

Not mud.

Had the earth cursed me?

Was everything I loved gone forever?

Had... My spirit left me?

I lied on the ground, hugging the mud beneath me.

Nothing.