Day 1

1. September, 2050

 

We're writing in the year of 2050.
Today marks the day the organisation 'Research for Human Evolution' (R.H.E.) started the newest experiment for their 'mind research'.
They always wanted to be able to take all memories from human-beings in order to protect us from bad experiences, personal loss and so on.

I am one of the persons, who wanted to participate in this research voluntarily. 
Others got picked from the organisation and have to participate if they wouldn't want to be punished. I'm going to come back at this later.
Now I am here, writing down the progress of Day 1.
Each participant needs to conduct a journal (others call it 'their diary') and write down everything they did on each single day until the D-Day.
Furthermore we should write down some personal information from us, except for details, which could make us feel depressed. 
They told us that this is going to help us to not completely lose ourselves after our memory loss.

If I am afraid of the outcome? No. Not at all.
I lost my parents when I was four years old, no one wanted to take me in care. I was all alone until the head of this organisation adopted me and gave me all the love I could have ever dreamed of. I trust her.
She was the mother to me I lost way too early.

Today nothing spectacular happened to be honest.
I got told that I'm going to meet my partner by tomorrow and that my partner would be a male.
That's great to be quite honest! 
I always got along better with males than females, so I'm sure this research is going to turn out perfectly fine.
Each of us got their personal number, our journals and were told to start writing down random things we could think of.
The personal number is only going to be important as soon as we start the progress of our memory loss.
I got number 1, because I'm kind of the head's daughter.
That also means that I am going to be the first one, who'll lose her memories.
I am nervous, yes. Afraid, not at all.

It is 8pm by now and I need to wake up at 6am each day from now on.
We're going to have a tough schedule until the deadline.
I don't care about some work we have to do as long as my partner is alright and I can work with him.
Let's see what tomorrow brings, or whom tomorrow brings.

Maybe I should already start noting some information about myself? Yes, I think I definitely should.
I love dancing. Well, I loved it until last week when I started getting check-ups for this experiment, because now
I won't get another chance to dance again very soon.
I am nineteen years old. My name? 
I don't know my real name. When I was living on my own I forgot my name. 
My stepmother started calling me Rose, because she found me next to a rosebush near a river.
I think that's enough for the time being. I'm getting sleepy and the lights from the dorm are probably going to turn off very soon, so I should head to bed now.

 

- Day 1 successfully survived

Rose

Day 2

2. September, 2050

 

Today was the day I got to meet my partner for this research and I gotta say he's hella fine.
His name is Namjoon, he is pretty tall and he gives off the kind of manly vibe.
He seems incredibly smart as well, so I think I'll be able to work with him without any problems.

When my stepmother went through the list of participants in my presence I was quite shocked.
I could read names of children, only being three years old.
I'm not sure if I should think that this is right?
My stepmother reassured me that their parents were willed to give their children for this experiment, so I guess I should not think about it any further. 
Parents would know what's best for their children.

She then went to another room with me.
Through the glass panes I could see a guy within my age listening to music through his headphones. 
It has been Namjoon.
He sat in one of the chairs and seemed pretty relaxed until he had realised that the head of the organisation stood next to him.
I remember that he didn't turn off his music at first and I could hear some hip hop blasting through his black headphones.
I, too, am interested in hip hop. Maybe I could talk to him about music somewhen soon? 
Maybe someday when we don't have as much work and check-ups scheduled.
Only maybe...

Namjoon was very friendly and respectful towards me right from the beginning, so we had no troubles starting a conversation.
He told me that he joined voluntarily as well and that he was the male number 1.
Maybe these were the reasons we were paired up? I didn't know that each number gets distribued twice though.
However, we decided to meet up an hour earlier tomorrow as he said he wanted to get to know me a bit more before starting our work.
At first I wasn't sure about that, but putting thoughts in it over and over again I think the idea isn't even that bad.
I guess it could be helpful for us to get closer to someone in here until the deadline.

We just need to remember to not get too attached to each other as we might fail the research this way.
I don't think that will happen though.
He is not my type. Or is he?
Well, to be quite honest I've never been in love before. So, maybe he could be my type?
Nah, what am I even thinking about? I don't think he is.
I'm blabbering way too much about this guy today. 
I should change the topic.

I saw something weird in my mum's laboratory today. 
She told me that this weird-looking machine would be the one we had to go into for our memories to be erased.
It seemed pretty frightening.
Still, I trust her that she is doing the right thing. 
It is important that people can be happy and they definitely can be happier if they don't remember the bad times from life.
Me, too.
I always remember the days I had to live on the streets. All alone. No one caring for and about me.
I was afraid.
Afraid of death and afraid of not getting any love. I was very lonely and I felt betrayed.

My parents left me behind.
The other people showed the true nature of human-beings. They simply don't care about "stuff" that doesn't belong to them. Even if that "stuff" is a poor little child, who just lost it's parents and has nowhere to go.
This is why I'm sure that this experiment is going to turn out great and that the research will successfully finish and make more than millions of peoples happier than they ever dreamed to be.

 

- Day 2 successfully survived

Rose

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