Narrative on GM
Deformed Written and Produced by Noah Brinsden
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- Page 10 and 11: Sunset
- Page 12 and 13: Lightning Thunder Storm
- Page 14 and 15: She lifted the material off of her
- Page 16 and 17: 13/06/84 Hi Lizzy, every time I wak
Deformed<br />
Written and Produced by Noah Brinsden
04/06/84 04/06/84<br />
I’ve decided to start writing to you because I’ve been feeling down<br />
lately, you’re not just a diary but you’re a friend. I think I’ll call you<br />
Lizzy, that suits you, anyway, I’m 13 years old and I want to talk to<br />
you about something. The other day it started, I had my first<br />
reminiscence, it’s not something that’s supposed to happen and<br />
I’m annoyed that it happened to me, it’s <strong>on</strong>ly <strong>on</strong>e in six thousand<br />
that get reminiscences.
Seeing as you’re not c<strong>on</strong>scious, you<br />
what a reminiscence is, they are<br />
government hate, they<br />
have them are<br />
The <strong>on</strong>es that<br />
brainwashed. I<br />
for me so<strong>on</strong> and<br />
be relentless,<br />
until they have<br />
probably w<strong>on</strong>’t know<br />
flashbacks that the<br />
think that us people that<br />
creati<strong>on</strong>s of the devil.<br />
couldn’t be<br />
know they’ll be here<br />
I know that they’ll<br />
they w<strong>on</strong>’t stop<br />
me.<br />
I’m scared.
07/06/84<br />
Hi Lizzy, today is the first day back at school, my friend Zoe is coming to pick me up at 8:40. I’m<br />
excited to see how people have changed over the last few weeks, I’m expecting some people to<br />
be unrecognizable, well, that’s what happened last year, I didn’t even realize that my friend, Ella<br />
was in the same class as me because she looked completely different.<br />
I’ll catch up with you this afterno<strong>on</strong> and tell you all about my day! Bye!
Today was a, well, it was an interesting<br />
day to say the least, Josh has absorbed<br />
his third leg in the last 4 years but to<br />
counter that he has grown another ear<br />
<strong>on</strong> his arm. I bet his hearing must be<br />
excepti<strong>on</strong>al now! Arthur and Perry are<br />
both shrinking after eating some<br />
mangoes sold at the local supermarket,<br />
but it’ll wear off so<strong>on</strong>. My head started<br />
to hurt at about three forty-five in the<br />
afterno<strong>on</strong> so I’ll be expecting another<br />
recurrence t<strong>on</strong>ight. I’ll update you<br />
sometime so<strong>on</strong>.<br />
Love Abby!
08/06/84<br />
Lizzy, last night I saw something. Every<strong>on</strong>e was buzzing with joy, they all<br />
had bodies with 4 limbs and a head placed <strong>on</strong> top of a neck, I know<br />
that they were from the past because I’ve seen pictures of people from<br />
the past in my ‘dark history’ books at school.
I witnessed people having a meal together at the park, it was a gathering of some<br />
sort, nothing like what we have here. After seeing the such a large family all eating<br />
together and two boys throwing a ball through the air, a word just burst into my<br />
head ‘picnic’. I’ve never heard a word that sounds or is spelt like that. It’s bothering<br />
me because I d<strong>on</strong>’t know what it means, is that what the gathering that the family<br />
was having called? I’m g<strong>on</strong>na go to sleep now, my head hurts and maybe a rest will<br />
help. Good-bye.<br />
Picnic
11/06/84<br />
Hey Lizzy, I woke up this morning and I was in a room, metal all over<br />
with <strong>on</strong>ly <strong>on</strong>e thing, you. So far, there has been no sign of any<strong>on</strong>e, no<br />
click-clacks of footsteps and no murmurs from outside the shiny, steel<br />
door. Btw, I’ve tried to open the door, I’m not that stupid.
While I’m waiting, I’ll explain the recurrences I’ve had over the last few days.<br />
Recurrence 1; The sun was rising above a large body of water, it seemed endless<br />
and was the deepest blue I’ve ever seen, the suns rays glistened off the water and<br />
reflected colours of bright pink, orange and purple. The sky was ablaze like a fire, a<br />
rainbow of colours that stood still in time, the beauty mesmerized me, I wish I<br />
could’ve stayed l<strong>on</strong>ger but no. Only two words came to me during this occurrence,<br />
sunset and ocean. The words feel like a foreign language to me but at the same<br />
time I feel as if I’ve known them all my life.
Sunset
Recurrence 2; There was a cluster of dark, ominous, and gloomy clouds<br />
that blew in from the ocean, al<strong>on</strong>g with hem they brought a liquid<br />
substance, it was the freshest thing that I’ve ever tasted as the droplets<br />
flew into my mouth from above. Rain. A flash of lit up the sky in a blaze<br />
of glory. The sound that came sec<strong>on</strong>ds after rattled in my brain for<br />
what felt like forever, you could not see it but the beauty of it all<br />
overwhelmed me. Lightning. Thunder. Storm. I really hope that <strong>on</strong>e day<br />
you’ll be able to witness these Lizzy, they are a creati<strong>on</strong> that should<br />
never have been taken away from our ‘perfect’ world.
Lightning<br />
Thunder<br />
Storm
Recurrence 3; this is what scares me most Lizzy, this <strong>on</strong>e was the most vivid, bright<br />
colours raided my mind al<strong>on</strong>g with a woman dressed in blue, she wore a hat,<br />
almost like a chefs hat but smaller, it had a red cross <strong>on</strong> it. She rushed in with a<br />
table, it was rolling <strong>on</strong> wheels and she looked terrified, there was a body <strong>on</strong> the<br />
table, wrapped in a toilet paper like material to hide his or her wounds. What I saw<br />
next horrified me, I c<strong>on</strong>templated whether I should really tell you this but I decided<br />
I would because I promised to c<strong>on</strong>fess everything in you.
She lifted the material off of her body. The<br />
body had no face. No eyes. A distorted<br />
nose and a broken mouth. Nothing. The<br />
body was featureless, it had six extra limbs,<br />
four legs growing at an abnormal rate, they<br />
didn’t even stop though, they kept <strong>on</strong><br />
growing, they flopped off the bed and<br />
became still. The nurse quickly checked the<br />
body’s pulse, nothing.
No-<strong>on</strong>e should ever have to witness something as gruesome as that, it must’ve<br />
happened <strong>on</strong>ce because it was so vivid, like a memory. I’ll just keep <strong>on</strong> waiting and<br />
crying. Lizzy, I’m scared. What’s happening to me?
13/06/84<br />
Hi Lizzy, every time I wake up there’s a loaf of wholemeal bread. I have<br />
that much to eat each day, nothing more, nothing less. There’s still no<br />
sign… They’re outside. They’re talking. They’re men, <strong>on</strong>e of them said<br />
‘she’s ready’. What does that mean? Lizzy, thank you for being here.<br />
You’re the <strong>on</strong>ly <strong>on</strong>e that I’ve ever been able to really c<strong>on</strong>nect with.
I love you.