The Truth? Don't ask me!

"It's sort of complicated," I begin. The words do not come easily. "I'm Jenny. Yes, you know that. I told you that I was Jenny - Jennifer - and that was not a lie."

The words start to flow.

"I don't know what I am. All my life this has tormented me - the way that I do not know who my parents were. I know my mother - and as far as I could see, she was a human.

"But apart from that. My father, I assume, must have been the one to make me like this. I don't really know why. I must be half human or I would not look like this. At least, that's what I think. I don't know what the other half of me is.

"I'm sorry, but there's nothing else I can tell you. That's all I know, really."

I pause, moisten my lips, and swallow.

"And that I can change the way you think."

The End

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