Chapter 1

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"Abigail"
A nightmare, yes a nightmare. I've just had a nightmare! I ran, and I kept running, from something horrific! The Enders! They're catching up to me! I soon realize that I'm not fast enough. I stop running and I drop down to the ground. They stomp over me like a stampede, and I still lay there, my arm feels crushed. I flip over onto my back, and try to bend my arm, it hurt but I could bend it, but my wrist couldn't. I slowly get up. And as soon as I get up my wrist starts pounding, I think it's broken.
I hear little voices, saying "we're coming for you Abigail! We're always watching..."
As the voice fades away, I start to run, run the opposite direction that The Enders did. And then, they all pop up in front of me. And I start to scream, my scream rips their ears. And I wake up. My wrist is still pounding. This just shows how much power the Enders have, I got this wound in my dream, but the Enders have done this to me, and so it harms me in the real world too, but only a little bit. This wound is probably just a sprain, where in my dream, it was probably shattered. I was scared, and I didn't know what to do. So I made up a story and went to the hospital.
I walked in, and said "I need help, please!"
The nurse comes running over "what's wrong?" She asks.
I reply "I think I've sprained my wrist! Can I see the doctor?"
"Yes of course! What happened?" She says in confusion...
"I was running down the stairs, and I tripped and rolled down the stairs." I say, as I look around in fear, fear that they might come back, that the Enders will get what they came for.
She takes me to the room...you know, the one they take you in for check-ups, and other stuff like that. But she leaves me alone, alone in the room, the empty room.
"I feel unsafe in here" I tell myself.
"I need to get out of here" I keep telling myself.
So I run to the door. When I open it there is someone, or something behind the door. I scream!

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