Chapter 2

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Kelly-Ann's mind raced with thoughts, Glen? No it can't be, I will wake up from a dream and everything will be okay. But Kelly-Ann didn't wake up, she didn't. It wasn't a dream and she knew when the peacekeeper harshly grabbed her arm to guide her to the room where she would probably see her family for the last time. She rubbed her hands around the soft velvet couch. She looked up to see a big fancy chandelier hanging down from the ceiling. There were sliver jewels on it and it looked like it costs 10,000 bucks. She looked around the room where there was nothing much there except for a few paintings on the walls.

Soon the door opened and her family walked in. Her mom ran straight to her. "Oh honey," she said. Al walked over to the couch and sat down.

"Kel?" He asked. "Harley told me yous was going to a place but I don't know what place." He said. He rubbed his hands around the velvet couch. Kelly-Ann pulled him into a hug and said, " your teacher will tell you where I'm going tomorrow. For right now you might not see me in a long long long time. So give me a hug." She said and Al did just that.

Kelly-Ann stood up and walked over to Harley who had tears running down her cheeks. Kelly-Ann walked over her and while doing so ran her hand along the table that was in front of the couch. She walked over and squeezed her as hard as she could. "I love you." Harley just stood there her face buried in Kelly-Ann's neck. She doesn't take her face out of her neck when she muttered "I love you to," she said, "just try, that's all the advice I have, and if you know for sure you're going to d-i-e, then k-i-l-l yourself so it's not painful." She had to spell out the words so Al wouldn't get worried.

She walked over to her dad next. She pulled him into a hug and said "I love you." She walked over to her mom and pulled her into a hug as well. She felt tempted to cry, but she couldn't she had to stay strong. She couldn't help but let a few tears fall down her face when Al asked her if she could sing him his favorite song. "Clementine" So she did

In a cavern, in a canyon
Excavating for a mine
Dwelt a miner, forty-niner
And his daughter Clementine

Oh my darling, oh my darling
Oh my darling, Clementine
Thou art lost and gone forever
                      Dreadful sorry, Clementine

Light she was and like a fairy
And her shoes were number nine
Herring boxes without topses
Sandals were for Clementine

Drove she ducklings to the water
Every morning just at nine
Hit her foot against a splinter
Fell into the foaming brine

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