No windows. No sense of whats outside. I've lived here all my life and yet I have no idea of what I'm even living in. Or am I dying? Who knows. My two feet sphere. My circle I sit in. I've lived my whole life here. The inner of  the sphere is all black. A giant screen is in front of me. It never turns on. Food appears, sometimes. I've never been outside, because my sphere doesn't have a door. Never seen any other human. I just sit, mostly because nobody taught me how to walk. I don't know if the spheres moving or not. I don't know if there are other people outside.

When I was young the screen used to talk to me. Tell me the day of the week month and year. It taught me things. How to talk, spell and simple things like the difference between boys and girls, red and blue and so on.

When I was five I was moved. Out of my sphere out of my limp fat body. They somehow moved my soul from one body to the next. I looked ten instead of five. Around a year ago, I think I was moved again. And again six months later. My body is like a seventeen or nineteen year old. I don't know how long I've been In this sphere, but like the last one it doesn't talk. I miss my talking sphere. I want to see the out side world I need to break out. Soon.

I wake up again. I don't now when I go to sleep if it's day or night. I just get tried, go to sleep and wake up. I do my normal exercises, Move my fingers then my arms the my head. I don't know how too move my legs. Even if I did, my sphere is to small for me to stand or walk in. I reach over to touch my hand to my screen and then I  stop, just like every morning. I never know what will happen if I touch the screen, so I don't.

I get hungry and the metal piece connected to my head knows it. A bowl of gray mush appears. I don't get other food but I remember my first Sphere telling me about apples, bananas and other foods. A spoon appears to feed my but like always, I take the spoon and feed myself. I take great pride in feeding myself. I think about colors, something I don't have. I have on a gray t-shirt, or at lest I think it's called a t-shirt. And some olive green cargo pants. No shoes. I don't smell bad even though I've worn these clothes since my last sphere change. I don't remember what I wore before.

I hate sphere changes, they change your only home, your body , All of it. I don't know who 'They' is but if I ever figure it out...."Change in two days, waring: one." My sphere says. May sphere has never talked to me before, I wonder if I'm even suppose to know what it's saying.

Change in two days, what change? Warning one? Will there be more warnings? They mean changing my sphere, don't they? No. I will not let them change me again. A burst of rage comes from nowhere and I start fuming. Without thinking I raise my hans and slap the screen.

The screen turns a blinding white. "Error number E17. Touch 1... 2. E17 touch 1...2." The sphere yells in it's strictly famine voice. Red lights start blinking as a alarm sounds. "E17 touch 1...2. E17 touch 1...2." I yell in complete frustration. I just need the sound to stop. I hit the screen as hard as I can and it breaks. "Error number E17. Screen breakdown number 3...2 . Screen breakdown number 3...2." The starts overlapping with the 'touch 1..2' alarm. "Shut up!" I start hitting the walls in pure agony. I hit and thrash and hope that it will stop. I've hit the walls before but nothings ever happen. I scream and punch the screen. I don't have punch muscle. Then a use all my might and throw a hit at the side of the wall, and my hand goes through. I can feel air on my hand, real air! I attempt to bend a part the hole in the hole in the wall and my sphere starts cracking. Suddenly I fall unto the ground.

         I take in my surroundings. The real world. I can't believe I am in the real world! I'm in a desert but, not like the sand kind. Just dirt and a few cacti. I lay in black metal rumble. I guess the outside of the sphere was black? Whatever, I'm outside!  A metal sliver road is beneath me and in the very distance ,in front of me,  is a forest of some sort. To my left, where the road leads, is a building. Barely visible on the horizon.

      A man comes running at me, well more of a young adult then a man, I guess. He has warm skin, a surprise for some one living out here. Warm but not quite tan, a pale-ish color, like me. His hair is a brownish red color and very messy and tousled. His eyes are green and he wears olive green pants and a navy shirt. The guy is wearing the same pants as me.

        "Hey," He says. "I'm not hay." I say. I can't believe I'm talking to another homo-sphene. He smiles "Wheat," He says. "I'm a human being." I inform him. "I know, Hello, I'm Liam."

"I'm... well, I just fell out of a sphere I've spent my whole life in so I don't exactly have a name." I look around for something to maybe name myself after. I'm having a conversation! "Why don't you choose one?" He asks. I look around and see only one spot of green in the whole desert, a clover. "How about clover?" I ask. his lips twitch, he's trying to hind a smile. "Um.. how about clover, but clove for short?" He asks. "Clover is a very... abnormal name. Well, so is clove but clove is a little more normal."

"Okay. Hello my name is Clove." I say. "Hi, clove." He says, smiling." Do you need help standing up?" He asks. " I can move my head and arms but I don't.. know how to use my legs." I say. This time he laughs, but looks at me with sad eyes.

            "I'm glad you think I'm funny." I say. He lens down and picks me up. He starts running to the trees and thats when I see People in white suites coming on motorcycle things at my broken sphere. We reach the shelter of the trees before they see us.

He takes me to a little village of houses. The houses are tall and look like just regular houses, for the most part. The same all houses have looked since 4999. I mean there a little different considering it's around 5017
now but for the most part they look the same. The same all silver outsides I've seen pictures of. With fancy glass swirling around it. No widows you can see from the outside. And no yards,except theses house are huge and there are only three of them sitting in an circle. The trees here are around twenty feet high so the three story buildings fit in perfectly.

The trees are fern and cedar  mostly and make a nice canopy. Liam takes me to building three.

The floors of the building is all blue and green stain glass. On the back wall is three red glass elevators. Silver metal table fill up the floor. in the center of the room is a purple glass spiral stairway. The tables are round and could fit around nine people at once. The right wall of the room is a long counter where I assume the food is served at the left side are dinning booths made of the the same glass as the floor.

Liam walks to a table near the left corner where five people are sitting. I look around and see that everyone has piercings, dyed hair and tattoos of some sort. "Why do people look like that?" I ask. " Some of us were taken from our spheres when we were five or six and some us just have parents who lived in spheres but all of us know that they take our bodies and changes them, we do this to our selfs to show that our bodies are ours and no matter how many times you change therm we can still make them ours again." He walks over to the table but before we get there I tell him, "I want a tattoo."

    Liam sets me down in a open chair and then sits down next to me, "Guys this is Clove, she broke out of her shell. Clove this is Kitty, Jen, Sky, Vince and Tofu."

    The girl, Kitty has blackish curly hair and vibrant green eyes. She smiled at me with full prefect white teeth and with the white shirt she's wearing I can just see the hint of a tattoo. I thinks it's a tattoo of a dragon, but I'm not quite sure...

     Jen looked kinda like a deer, she has a face that seems almost pressed up against her, but she's still beautiful. She has light brown hair and freckles that dance over her face. Her strapless black shirt shows the hint of a tree tattoo on her back and she has piercings up and down her left ear.

    Ski has short blonde curly hair and bright blue eyes. She has a blue t-shirt on and on the edge of her left eyebrow she has a blue stud.

     Vince has very short black hair and a white muscle shirt on. And I can tell why... he has endless muscle and green eyes like Liam.

    Tofu wears glasses and has brown hair. He has the same Navy shirt as Liam on. Quotes from books cover his arms and probably alway around his body. The quote tattoos start on his left arm and go around till his elbow on his right.
   "You broke out?" Asks Tofu, surprised. "Cool."

        He was shuffling cards of some sort. "We're dealing a game of Old Maid, want to play?" Asks Kitty. "I'm playing." Says Liam. "I don't know how, um.." I say, nervously.

     "Here it's easy I'll teach you." Says kitty. So, before even walking I learned how to play Old Maid.