Part 1

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May's p.o.v
Me, Mark,Jack, Dan,Phil and Felix ran downstairs just in time to catch our bus. I slipped into a seat next to Dan and Phil and pulled out my phone "I can't believe we were almost late" I said checking the time: 14;35 , two minutes before our bus left.
                       We were moving to an amazing place there was no racism or sexism no fights and most importantly no rude or arrogant people. I plugged in my earphones and put it on full volume and played my playlist the first song to come on was Sing by pentatonix (one above) I closed my eyes as I drifted of into a peaceful sleep.
                         I woke up to Dan shaking my arm "May we're here!" I heard him shout over my music. I turned off my music and put my earphones and phone in my pocket. I stood up and walked off the bus with my friends , excited for what was to come.  I looked around a beautiful village:  small cottages and buildings , people of all different races living in them, cafès with beautify smelling food, flowers and parks blossoming with life. No one seemed to be out though. No children in the parks, no one actually outside there house except one girl who was siting on a bench her golden hair flowing in the wind. Her beautiful sea blue eyes looked up at me but they weren't happy , they were filled with sorrow and fear. I walked over "are you okay?" I asked kneeling down so I was at the same height as the girl. She looked at me and nodded. I asked again but she just nodded "are you sure?" I asked , because a I knew kids were never upfront "yes!" She exclaimed. Her eyes widened and flooded with fear as her whole body went limp. Her eyes lost colour and she collapsed to the floor. The veins in the back f her neck were bright green. I ran back to Mark, pulling and tugging at his shirt to get his attention but he was to busy talking to Jack. I yelled and screamed for help but no one listened. Maybe I'm going crazy' I thought 'I'm just imagining stuff , I'm sure I'll be fine tomorrow'

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