she ran 

and I ran after her , I really wanted to call her out , tell her to stop running and let me talk with her , to give her a proper apology !

but how can a person give a proper apology ?

and WHAT is a proper apology to begin with ?

and more importantly , why should I apologize to her like that ? i mean , I would have done the same with anyone , it wasn't my fault I crashed into her like that , maybe she did it on purpose like they said !

but I know she didn't , if she did it , she wouldn't had run away like that .

I also knew why I wanted to apologize , 

it's because of them , I wanted to apologize to her , tell her I'm so sorry you had to hear these comments , tell her I'm so sorry I put you through this , tell her I'm so sorry that she's a gamma 

she stopped running , and i stopped too 

" No you are not" she said 

It was the first time I heard her voice in my life 
and it was also , the very first thing she ever said to me ' No I am not ' 

i blinked , i wished i could see her , but she had her tall bangs covering her eyes and she looked down like her neck was designed this way , 

" No I am not what ? " I responded , I mean , anybody would've made the same question ! And i was curious ! 

'did we ever meet before'  this thought was all I could think of 

" No you are not anything of what you will tell me you are now , you are not sorry , and no you will not help me , and NO ANYTHING !" she said , i was not sure if she was screaming or whispering  , I couldn't tell , maybe because the idea of her speaking was just taking over , i was too concentrated on her reaction than anything else 

it was not love at the first sight 

it was a pure curiosity , like that one that killed the cat , like a blind seeing for the first time , I don't know , maybe because she was the first gamma i ever came across , and have an interaction with , I really wanted to know what type of people go there and why  ! 

" what is your name ?" that was my reply , and that's how I got myself involved with her 

that's how I started knowing my life 

" My name is Katrina "

" well Katrina , I may be nothing of what I'll say , but why do you think I'm here ?"

" I don't know "

" cool , I don't know too ! "

I told her , smiling , my voice was strange , I didn't sound like myself , hearing my voice  how .. ummmm..... energetic it sounded , I  never knew that my voice sounded that dull , dull with other people .

she raised her head , removed her bangs behind her ears , and stared at me with her eyes , 

her deep black eyes , so deep that made me realize how her hair isn't pitch black , and it actually shined with purplish-reddish color within this black 

I was drowned in her eyes , maybe that's why she's a gamma , her eyes were not normal , they were just a space , a wide one if you looked too deep and close to it you may get lost and never come back.

she looked very familiar though ! 

I am sure I saw her somewhere , even her name Katrina..

Katrina !

she looked like Katrina ! Mother Katrina , the one who build this house ! 
She looked like the reason of our imprisonment !
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