As I open the door and I yell," WE GOT ANOTHER ONE!"
It was a packaged boy who looks about 15, me and my family have been getting this for months now, my older brother, Jason hurries and cuts the package open and carries him inside. As Jason brings him inside he beings to wake up, most of the people we see in the package we do not get to on time, some just get lucky enough we see them.
While Jason gives him clothes he asks the boy," What is your name?"
The boy answers," I don't remember. I cannot remember anything."
Jason says, " Just like the others mom."
The boy says," What there are others? Can I see them? Can I talked to them? Maybe they have seen her?"
Jason replies," Whoa whoa whoa hang in there buddy everyone will get to meet everyone in a second but right now we a still need you here, we have a couple of things still to get through. First things first you need a name."
I say," What about Isaiah?"
Everyone agrees, next thing we do is give Isaiah a room and food, I go to Jason and ask," Who do you think she is?"
Jason says," I do not know but we could find out tomorrow, our friend here has a long day and he needs a rest."
Jason is right he needs time and then tomorrow we tell him the reason why humans are package and brought to our door step, and that we are the reason why he does not know where she is. Maybe he will understand like the others, but maybe he would not.
