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(started this forever ago... title from: randomgrl610)

Chapter 1

It wasn’t one of those dreams where you’re running and you can’t get away fast enough. I  could run but the thing was faster. I didn’t know what to do. How was I going to save  myself? Then my dream self got a crazy idea. She stopped and held out her hand and  shouted “STOP!!!” Amazingly whatever the thing was stopped but not because of me,  something else, even bigger came up behind me and hit me in the back of the head. I hit  the ground and waited to die. Then the pain began slowly but surely, it was coming burning  me slowly and more and more painfully. I couldn’t take it anymore. I was begging them to  kill me. The thing that hit me, well now I could see it was a man said “She’s the one” and  everything went black. I wasn’t so sure how much time had passed, but I opened my eyes and wrapped my hands around my red necklace. It was the only thing that I had when I showed up to the orphanage when I was a baby. Surely enough the dream was over and I was back in my bed in the long rows of kids. Only one thing was wrong, everybody was missing. I glanced sleepily over at my clock. 8:30, I’m not late so where was everybody? Then I heard a voice.

“Megan!”

I looked around and didn’t see anything.

“Megan” The voice called again only it was closer.

“MEGAN TAYLOR!!!”

I looked up and noticed that a girl I had never seen before was standing above me with my house mother, Ms. Betty.

“This is Megan Taylor” Ms. Betty said

“Yes I know” The strange girl said. She looked like anybody else expect for her eyes. They  were an impossible shade of Blue. Like an ocean color.

“Well then, I’ll leave you two girls alone” Ms. Betty said to us nervously, like she was trying  to tell me something but couldn’t, like she was afraid of what will happen to me.

After Ms. Betty walked out of the room, the girl turned he scary blue eyes on me.

“You eyes are red” She told me

I scoffed as if I didn’t know that already.

See since I was born, my eyes were red. Not just red but blood red. My own mother got  freaked out by it and landed me here. For Some reason my red eyes glow when I’m mad.  So I just turned around and finished making my bed.

"Sorry about that, I mean I didn’t mean to offend you, " The girl said. "Look, " she sighed "I'm Jessica."

She held out her hand. I stared at it until she let it drop.

"Well, your not very aciculate, doesn’t matter, Come on." She said and turned to the  window.

"What are you doing?!" I asked, I hoped she wouldn’t jump out of the window, my room is  on the second floor and I would have to clean it up.

"Springing you" she said confidently with an eye roll "We're getting out of here." 

"What are you talking about, I'm staying here!" I told her. I turned around and finished  making my bed.

Apparently, she ignored my wishes. She grabbed my arm and pulled me toward the window.   I screamed, and kicked and shouted and she still kept pulling. When she managed to drag  me to the window she pulled it open.

"Your going out of this window one way or another." She said "Do you want to freefall or  be strapped to someone else."

"Strapped, I guess but I rather not do it at all…" She didn’t let me finish. Before I could  even finish getting the words out of my mouth she pulled me out of the window with her.  

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