I try to remember sometimes what my real name was. But it's a lost memory, that is if I ever did know it. Whatever my parents had called me when I was born it didn't matter.
No one else seems to care what their birth name was. They are content with the way things are now. Birth names don't matter, what matters the name you are given after you're taken from the nursemaids. And the nursemaids are the women who carelessly rip you from your mother's arms when you're still small.
I am Twitch. I was given the job of mechanic. These are the only facts I know.
I don't know who my father was. And I certainly don't know who my mother was. Do I have siblings? Perhaps. But I would not know them if I came face to face with them. And they were assigned to different sectors anyway. Sector XIII is where you go if you're considered the lowest of the low. Sector XIII is where people who fail the aptitude tests live. And it was my luck that I was sick the day aptitudes were taken, and of course there was no make-up day.
Of course, given the nerve damage to the left side of my body, there's not many jobs I could take. Even (or especially) as a mechanic it's difficult sometimes. If I had been there testing day, I probably still would've ended up here. I probably still would've be given the name "Twitch". It was almost inevitable.
I still hate that name. It reminds me everyday that I'm less than perfect. Less than normal. I'm the twitch. The one with such extensive nerve damage from birth that not even the Medics from Sector II could fix it. And the Medics from Sector II are the best, if they can't fix it no one can.
My name is Twitch.
But some days I wish I remembered my real name.