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I ran back inside just to find the girl throwing things at the gladers from the roof top

"Hey wait.... Stop.. Stop.... It's Thomas"

She stops and I step forward to go talk to the girl.

"Yeah go talk to that chick with curls"              {Minho}

I reach her and she looks more beautiful up close

Blue eyes, black curls and an uptight pose.

"Teresa is my name and I remember nothing else"

"Why don't I remember anything else?"

"Its okay. From now on, you'll live in the glade."

She looks ate the walls and say "Is this a maze?"

"Yes.. Yes it is and we've been sent here to solve it"

"No more questions and Welcome to the Glade"


Poem: ''The Maze Runner''Where stories live. Discover now