{COMPLETED} {SEQUEL CALLED FOREVER CHOSEN} "OMG, mom, what's wrong?" I asked. "You got the letter, I'm sorry sweet, but you've been chosen." I drop my pencil onto my notebook and stand up. It might have been shock or the fact that I stood up quickly, but once I stood up, I felt a little woozy and stumbled back a bit. I can't believe this. This can't be true. My name is Foster Granson. I'm one of the Chosen now, and I'm going to die because of it.