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Chapter 1 -My Brother Was A Special Boy-

  If you asked me to tell you what made me stop believing, I would tell you about the day my brother was taken.

The day I watched him be dragged away, kicking and screaming, begging me to remember. But remember what? I racked my mind for what he might have meant, thinking of all the different memories I have of him, but none stood out to me.

My mother led me away, telling me that my brother's very sick, but he is getting the help he needs and we'll pray he gets better soon.

My mom never brought him up again after that.

Maybe I would have believed her if I had just kept walking like she told me to, but I turned around, hoping to see my brother and not just some sick man my mother made him out to be. I locked eyes with him and saw in them a mix of desperation, anxiety, and... hope? I've always been pretty good at telling emotions, but how could he have hope? he's being shipped off to a place for psychos! The place where the crazy's always go in the storys the kids tell at recess-

wait. then it clicked.

I knew what he wanted me to remember, I knew what I had to do. I smiled a soft smile and shook my head, my brother's a clever one. but I knew my mother would be suspicious the longer I stood and stared, so with a heavy heart I wiped the smile off my face and as I turned to face my mother, I said "you're right, i can tell he's not ok right now, but I know I'll see him soon."

My mother congratulated me on my bravery, telling me to never let that spark die out.

So I didn't.

I made it my goal to become a gatekeeper, and of course everyone thought it was so great that I wanted to help keep the community safe. Even my best friend thought it was amazing, saying that we'll be gatekeepers together, even when I insisted I could do it on my own. She's amazingly stubborn like that. But it's getting harder to lie to her.

I keep losing track of my story, forgetting what I've already told her and what I haven't. So i'm going to tell her everything. the real reason i'm trying to become a gatekeeper, even when I continuously tell her I don't like them.

I know i'm not the only one that knows of the lies the gatekeepers are feeding us, my brother was proof of that. If I want to find these people, and expose this for what it really is, I'm going to need all the help I can get.