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I was laying on my back, feet on the wall, watching the 10:00 news and screaming at Brittany.
"Oh my gosh! Did you see that the 'Scientific law' PASSED?!?!?"
"Ariel, calm down! It's not like your going to get chosen or anything, I mean out of all the kids.....? It just doesn't seem logical. 100,000 kids put into the pool, and you being one of them is so small..... You know what I mean?"
"Yeah, sure. I'm always the unlucky type. Remember that time with Carson Mckenzie?!? When I decided to dress up-"
I was cut off by Brittany laughing hysterically.
"This is NOT funny!"
I could barley hear her, for she was gasping for breath from laughing so hard.
"Oh....... But- but- it........ It WAS funny! You should have seen the look on your FACE!"
I was distracted when I heard my name being called on the t.v.
"Brittany, I'm g-going to have to c-call you b-back." My voice cracking at the end.
*beep*
'Oh gosh, I'm one of the chosen' I begin violently shaking. The last thing I remember thinking is 'I'm going to die'
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I wake to the sound of someone calling my name..... In a tunnel? Why are they repeating themselves so much?
"Ariel, honey, I need to you to eat this for Ol' Becky."
I clawed at the darkness as it put me under its hypnotizing spell, everything changing to a deeper color of black.
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Survive
ActionAriel is recovering from PTSD. She has flash backs that she cannot control. She has no memory of being in the games, but they all come back in little snippets. The clock is ticking, can she survive this torture another time?
