I Was Ninety-nine Point Nine Percent Sure

"you’re Exactly Like Charlie." She'd Sighed, Resigned. "once You Make Up Your Mind, There Is No Reasoning With You. Of Course, Exactly Like Charlie, You Stick By Your Decisions, Too."

But What If It Were You? What If You Were Stuffed In A Human Body And Let Loose On This Planet Only To Find Yourself Lost Among Your Own Kind? What If You Were Such A Good Person That You Tried To Save The Life That You'd Taken That You Almost Died Trying To Get Her Back To Her Family? What If You Then Found Yourself Surrounded By Violent Aliens Who Hated You And Tried To Hurt You And Tried To Murder You Over And Over Again? What If You Just Kept Doing Whatever You Could To Save And Heal People Despite That? Wouldn't You Deserve A Life Too? Wouldn't You Have Earned That Much?

I Felt Like - Like I Don't Know What. Like This Wasn't Real. Like I Was In Some Goth Version Of A Bad Sitcom. Instead Of Being The A/v Dweeb About To Ask The Head Cheerleader To The Prom, I Was The Finished-second-place Werewolf About To Ask The Vampire's Wife To Shack Up And Procreate. Nice. - Jacob

I Had A Secret That I Was Bound To Protect But A Secret That I Was Not To Share. A Secert That Suddenly He Knew All About.

How Did Anyone Survive This World, With These Bodies Whose Memories Wouldn't Stay In The Past Where They Should? With The Emotions That Were So Strond I Couldn't Tell What I Felt Anymore?