chapter seven

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Buzzing, buzzing. Someone needs to stop the buzzing, it's too loud. This buzzing is too mechanical, it's not like the Roo's from home.

"Home." Something was missing "I miss home," I remember home "I miss Roos, it's been so long since I've seen a Roo. As far as I know Roos are very similar to earths bees. Roos have more of a variety in size and color. They are more like a squared-circle bee. Roos also come in every color, but they don't have any sort of strip. I miss seeing the Roos bumbling around the meadows. The meadows are different then earth, earth flowers all have green stems and different flowers. Home has different color and shaped stems, but the flowers themself were all the same. Same color, same shape. The size of the flowers depended on the strength of the stem, some flowers could grow up to many feet. The flowers looked like earth's lillies, white with outstretched drooping petals. My mom used to take me and my cousin, Coevin, to the feilds to play.  Mom, Coevin, I miss you."

"I'm right here Ky" Coevin lightly called.

"Oh good, I was worried you couldn't find me after, after-- what was stoping you from finding me? I dont remember." I was sitting in the meadow, in the spot my mom always sat in. Huh, shes not here yet? "Wheres my mom?" I was concerned, she never let us go to the meadow alone.

"Shh, continue your story" he gently called.

" I missed you" he smiled. His eyes looked wonky, like they didn't fit his smile, they seemed almost... Sad. "I miss running around in the flowers. I miss challenging you to find the smallest flower in the meadow. I don't know how but you always won, I suspect my mom helped you cheat. I miss hiding in the flowers. Do you remember the time it took you nearly three earth hours to find me? I was hiding in a giant flower, my hair was covered in white pollen for a week. Do you remember? Coevin? Do you-

This isn't right.

"Coevin?" I asked while tilting my head. "How old are you?"

"Don't you remember? I just turned 12 last week." He now sounded confused.

That's not right.

"But-- but Coevin you turned 12 a week before--before-- before, huh, I don't remember. Something must have happened after you turned 12, I just cant remember"

"You NEED to remember" his voice turned cold and serious. Coevin was rarely serious. Somethings wrong.

"Whu--what?" I was nervous.

"You need to wake up"

"What? Wake up? Why do I need to wake up? Is it almost time for school?" I can't remember, why do I need to wake up.

"You cant be distracted-" his voice started to change into a raspy demonized voice "-you need to wake up" the voice laughed, Haggar. The flowers in the meadow started to lose color, they were wilting.

"Wake up" the voice called at in

"Who, who are you?" She scared me, do I know her?

"WAKE UP" she crawled towards me. She was reaching out her grey claws. They grazed my face. I couldnt help but tremble.

This isnt right.

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