Chapter 1: Who Are We?

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I awoke on the cold hard ground. My head was pounding like somebody hit it with a hammer. It took me a few minutes to finally stand up without losing my balance. I looked around, but only saw trees. As I look down I see four other humans laying on the ground. Dead? Maybe. They looked like it.
I heard noises in the distance but wasn't to sure if I should of left these strange people just laying there. What if they were alive? What if I knew them? Thats when I thought to myself, who am I? How did I get here? I sat back down trying to think on what might of happened and who I was. The noise I heard were disturbing like an animal was eating something. Not a sound I was fond of.

I got up to go look around. Maybe there were some apples in the trees or a pond near by. I looked for a good ten minutes and found nothing. Trees was the only thing around. I got back to find the guy standing over the three girls. I was frighten. Dark brown eyes, brown hair, tall, and seemed trustworthy.
"Um. Excuse me sir?" I said in the most fragile voice I could. He jumped. "Oh. Hi, do you know these people?" He replied to me. "No, I woke up and you four was laying on the ground. I thought I should've waited close by to see if one of you guys would wake up soon. Looks like I wasn't wrong." I said. He stared at me like I didn't have a body.
We hung out for awhile trying to find out who we were. The others woke up and told them the same story. "Maybe we can search ourselfs to see if our names are on anything.". The girl with the short red hair said. "That doesn't seem like a bad idea" I had said.

We searched and gathered only some things. A girl the age of 14, her name was Scarlett. She was tallish and had short dark hair. Her eyes were very pretty blue, she had played the Saxophone in band. She was strong, you could tell by the way she looked, she wasn't afraid of much. The male was 14, his name was Cole. He was tall and had dark brown eyes and dark brown hair. He was intelligent, the words he used brought that out. He had found guitar picks in his pocket so we asumbed he played guitar. A short girl named Sophia. She was the shortest there, was 14. Her hair was dark brown and long. Her eyes were brown to. She was a very slim girl and didn't seem afraid of much either. She has a French Horn button attached to her shirt. Then there was Savannah. She had short red hair and was very pretty. We found reed rapers in her pocket from where she had bought some new ones. She played the Calrinet. She talked softly and not very often. Then there was me. I was the second shortest there. I had no idea who I was but only that I played the Trumpet, my eyes were hazel, and that I had curly hair. I had no name. I was blank. "There has to be something we can call you?" Said Savannah. The name "M" popped into my head. I wasn't sure what from but it was there. I told them just to call me that. "So, is this where our adventure starts?" Scarlett had said.

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