Chapter 1

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I wake up in a cold metal box. I instantly freak out asking myself questions, trying to figure out where I am. Finally when I settle down I just sit there and go through the crates and boxes. After was seems like forever of sitting in the dark, the box comes to a stop and a bright light appears.

"It's a girl" I hear someone say. I think to myself I like that accent. "Hey greenie, what's your name?" Says a brown haired boy. "uh Jennifer" I say nervously. Then I get pulled out of he box and I fall on the ground. Everyone laughs at me an I don't know why. It's until I realize that I am the only girl I start running.

I fall to the ground just as someone grabs me by the arms and puts me in a pit. "Hey, Greenie names Newt, we can't have you running like that." He says. I sigh, finally I have the courage to talk. "Who am I? Where am I?" "Well greenie this is the glade, we were all sent up by the box, by the creators" Newt says.

As soon as Newts says that I realize something, I was a creator, I was one of them. I decide I won't tell anyone for now at least. "Thomas will show you the tour in the morning, good night greenie" Newt says leaving.
"Bye" I say barely more than a whisper. Apparently he hears because he turns around and smiles.

When I fall asleep I fall into a deep sleep, and I dream a dream although it is more like a flashback.

|dream begins|
I am in a room with another boy, I don't know who he is but he is cute and has brown hair with light skin. "Correct Thomas" the woman says. Ah, I now know who he is now. We were just talking about he foundation of WICKED when it all clicks. Yesterday Newt said something about Thomas and the creators. As I was just thinking about this I woke up with a shock.
|dream ends|

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