Prologue: Did I really let things get this bad?

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????'s P.O.V.

                      The day of the festival, and my brothers and I had finished our event a while ago. What had started as a successful school festival, was now quickly turning into a nightmare, as I was now dragging the head of the literature club down the halls, and away from other students. How could I let it get this bad? I knew she was messing with the files, and that I had just been trying to stop her. Why though? Why hadn't I noticed what she was doing sooner? Coming to an empty classroom, I pulled her inside, and then closed the door. "Ummmm....", she started to talk, but I cut her off.

                        "How could I let you make things this bad?" I asked, feeling the weight of the air right now.

                       "Wha-" She began to ask in shock, only for me to cut her off again.

                       "You are going to help me fix this! No one is even playing! And you're still pulling this crap! I understand what this world is, but come on Monika! What about this is ok!" I cried in anger, giving her a bit of a cold stare.

                     Did it really get this bad? Did I really let things get this bad? I'm sorry,  this isn't where the story began. Let's start there, back about a week or 2 ago....

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