#lora's diary

I picked up the book, on the front in neat handwriting it says

Lora’s diary 

October 15th, 1953

Wow, i knew lolo was old but i didnt think she was that old. 

The man called Erik gave me this to help me process all of my feelings on what has happened to me. I don't see the point but I guess it's worth a shot.

My name is Lora, on March 15 1952 I discovered that I had control over plants. A dog tried to bite me while I was gardening and suddenly I was in a cocoon of rose vines. My parents saw this and that night my mother told me that my father planned on killing me. “lora, while I do not like that my little girl turned into some sort of witch, I will not just sit idly by and watch her die. Run tonight and never look back.” And so I did, but I didn't get far. One of the neighbors must have seen what happened and called someone because after about a day of walking strange men in tactical gear drugged me. The next thing I knew I was in a strange laboratory being experimented on. 

I was in that lab for the better part of a year, until one day the experiments worked. Somehow they had managed to turn my entire body into plant matter, I could manipulate my entire body, reshaping and regrowing limbs at will, the only downside being I can no longer age and I look… off. My skin is waxy like flower petals, my hair has turned into red grass, stamen now floats as a strange approximation of eyes. From what I can tell, my organs are still the same, somehow I have plant versions of all of my cells. I can still eat and digest but don't need to anymore. 

Those scientists were not very smart. After gaining these abilities I was able to escape the laboratory and I was found by two men, Charles and Erik. They told me they are working to make people like us equal to everyone else, so that nobody ever has to go through what I did. I really want to trust them. 

Signed 

Lora

She’s told me most of this, the pysical descripltion is very acutate. 

November 30th 1953 

Charles and Erik have legally adopted me so that I never have to go back to my biological parents. 

We did not celebrate thanksgiving, neither of them are american and charles told me about how the original collinists treated the people that lived here long before them. 

Erik is jewish so tomorrow we are going to start celebrating Hanukkah, I am excited. 

A very exited 

Lora

(fluff)

June 23rd 1956 

Charles and Erik have been fighting over how to help mutants, Erik wants to fight them head on and make them respect us, Charles wants to appeal to their emotions and reason with them. I agree with Erik. 

I am worried that he is going to leave me. I would miss him. 

Concerned 

Lora 

September 2nd 1956

Erik left today

I tried to come with him but he wouldn't let me.

The next page has widows tears press neatly, she must have saved them.

September 7th 1956

Five days ago Erik left, this is how it went.

I found him in the front lawn with his bags packed, I was holding my backpack full of clothes. He looked at me, there was sadness in his eyes, and his voice.

“No lora”

“Erik please, i cant just stay here with charles, if you are leaving to fight i want to come with you!”

“You are still a child, I can't bring you into this conflict.”

“Ive been sixteen for four years! I am an adult. Please erik” i felt like i was going to cry

“No, you should be protected from this fight, I have told Charles not to involve you either. I trust you will keep yourself safe for me.”

At this point I was staring at the ground, widows tears falling uncontrollably. 

“Once we are safe i will come back for you.” he promised

Quietly i replied “please, just don't forget about me.”

He chuckled sadly “i could never kleine Blume”

I sat in my room for a long time after that. I know he is doing what is right. I just wish I could be there with him.

I'll miss him. 

Lora