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"The chosen one? I'm not the chosen one? Who is the chosen one then?" I asked. I had been taught in the best schools because they thought I was the chosen one. I had tons of friends because they thought I was the chosen one. What was going to happen now that I wasn't the chosen one?
"Have no fear because the chosen is right there." She pointed to my left and at my brother. She rose her eyebrows in doubt.
"I'm not the chosen one." He said, "And I know this because I've been taking care of the real chosen one." He pointed to me and shrugged, "Why would I be the chosen one?" He asked, "I mean that doesn't even make any sense. She has the mark. I don't." I nodded in response and watched as She started speaking again.
"Child. The mark isn't physical. The mark is something only I could see. So why do you doubt me?" She asked. He bowed his head in shame and nodded.
"The Chosen One."
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