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Chapter One

     It started out like any other normal day. I hadn't expected anything unusual to happen- let alone anything that would change my life forever.
     No wonder I'd thought it'd be a normal day- every day since I'd arrived at the orphanage had been one. You could definitely say that my life had gotten pretty dull.
     Oh, I haven't introduced myself. My name is Abigail Reke. I am ten years old and have lived at the orphanage since my mother died five years ago. According to my mother, my father died very shortly after my younger sister, Elizabeth, who is nine years old (one year younger than me) was born. she is my only living relative. She lives at the orphanage too.
     Another normal day I'd thought when I'd first woken up. I was wrong.
     I guess it all started at lunch. We were eating the bland, soggy cheddar cheese sandwiches and possibly-expired milk that the cooks at the orphanage (who were not good cooks at all) served us every day for lunch. People were talking quietly to each other because the cooks said that if they heard us talking, or the helpers did, we would " lose privaleges " as if we had any in the first place. I was sitting with and talking to my sister, Elizabeth and Rose, my best friend (and my only friend at the orphanage).
     " I just heard the helpers say that they can't find James. They think he ran away last night, " I told them as I sat down at the small wooden table.
     " Wow. Something interesting has actually happened here," said Elizabeth.
     " First time for everything, I guess," Rose said, taking a sip of sour milk.
     " Well, it's about time," I said as quietly as possible because Audrey, one of the helpers, was walking by. Even though we didn't have any privaleges to lose anyway, I did not want to get in trouble. They might give me othe punishments and the punishments here were not pleasent.
     " I wonder why James did that," Rose said after Audrey had passed.
     " He probably just didn't like it here," Elizabeth said. I knew she'd thought about running away before. And if I'm being completely honest, I had too.
     Before any of us could say anything more, everyone except Rose, Elizabeth,  and I ranout of the cafeteria screaming. Somehow we were always to notice anything- even if it i s as simple as a stain on someone's shirt.
     Standing right in front of us was a huge real-live dragon. That was when I started believing in draagons (I hadn't before that very second).
     " Two interesting things in one day! That must be a new record for the orphanage," Elizabeth muttered.