Chapter 1| Waking in the Dark

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(A/N: I got this idea from xJanelx   I thought it would be fun to write this in my own imagination.)

The movement of the something was making me sick

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The movement of the something was making me sick. I couldn't breath, I was hyperventilating. My breathing wasn't going down no matter how hard I'v tried. I will pass out any minute if I don't breath.

"Help!" Was the only thing I could think of. When I would stand I would lose my balance. There was a soft alarm that could be heard in the distance. I tried to take in my surroundings but it was too dark. I crawled to nowhere in particular. My head hit something hard, a wall, then another one, another one, then the last one. Four walls, a box.

A series of red flashing lights caught my attention and made me look up. The alarm could be heard more clearly. When I looked up I saw a wall getting closer and closer. I jumped up and started to pound on the ceiling like cage. The wall got closer, I fell on my back expecting to fall upwards to my death. Then everything froze. I was waiting for my life to flash before my eyes, but it didn't. Wait, my life, where was it. I couldn't remember anything. Did someone wipe my memories.

A line of light made me clamps my eyes shut. Then loud voices, teen boys could be heard above. I crawled in the corner and hid. If they found me I would pretend I was dead.

"Hey where's the greenie," someone with a British accent said.

"I don't know," someone else answered, "is that feet? What the shuck, their so small," I felt someone poke my foot that must have been not hidden by the shadows. Then someone grabbed my whole foot and pulled me out. I slid off the wall and hit my head on the bottom, making a loud bang.

"Ow!" I cried. Once the sun hit my face I heard a series of gasps. I blinked a couple times, my vision came into view. A circle of boys stared down at me with startled faces. I can't show them that I'm scared.

"Are you going to help me out of this cage or am I going to do it on my own?" I questioned standing up. They started back at me. I shrugged, jumped up and caught the rim of the box. My feet managed to reach up and pull my body weight over.  I landed on the ground in a heap.

"It's a girl. A little girl," the boy with the British accent said.

"Yeah, so what?" I circled around and noticed there was no girls, great.

"Do you know your name yet?" A boy with dark skin asked.

"Yeah, Lily. It's Lily," I mumbled while spinning slowly in a circle.

"And how old are you?" Another boy asked, the only thing I noticed was his eyebrows.

"And what's wrong with your eye brows?" I asked him tilting my head. A few snickers from the circle of boys could be heard. His face turned a slight pink as he cleared his throat.

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