Chairs
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"Okay, where do you want me to start?" "Anywhere you wish." "There were five of us. Dani, Elizabeth, Audrey, Taylor and me. We spent about 9 months in the basement. The walls where cement. The floor was cement. We each had our own chairs. Dani had her baby blue chair with white roses in the upper right corner. Elizabeth had her pale pink chair with white daiseys in the lower right corner. Audrey had her yellow chair with white roses in the upper left corner. Taylor had her black chair with red roses in the lower left corner. I had a white chair with sunflowers that sat in the center, the very center of the room. Each of us had a light above our heads. There were no covers in the lights just the wires losely hanging with the light attached at the end. The front legs of all our chairs had buckles that when we sat down they were right where our ankles were like he knew just were to put them. There were buckles on our arm rests that when we laid are arms on them the buckels our wrist were in the perfect spot. I think its funny how we all never made the conecction." "What conecction would that be?" "That we all have brown hair, blue eyes, were 5'5, all weighed 130. That when you put the first letter of each of our names together it spells Death. I love how at one point we all thought something, right before we were taken. Dani thought she was going to get mail. Elizabeth thought she was picking up dinner. Audrey thought she was going to class. Taylor thought she was taking her dog for a walk and I thought I was going to marry him and that I loved him with all my heart."
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Edited Complete "You have a hard head," Elliana said before opening her eyes as he gave her an inside smile before handing the book back. She gladly took it back. "Thanks." "I love making, I love doing. I love being to the full. I love everything which is not sitting and watching and copying and dead at heart." Reid said as Elliana gave him a confused look but also amusement dancing across her features. "It's in the book." "I notice. Did you really remembered that?" "Yeah, I have an IQ of 187 and can read 20 000 words per minute." "Wow impressive boy genius. I like it," she said as Morgan walk pass them slapping Reid on the back. "Come on lover boy," he said nodding towards Elliana as she returns it before looking back towards Reid. "Well, I better get going. Have to see if this book is as any good." She said looking down at the book before meeting Reid's gaze. "I'm sure you'll like it," "Hey, Rossi, who's that hot girl that came to see you? Wife number 4?" Morgan asked as he chuckles slightly making Rossi gave him a flat look."Ain't she a bit young for you?" "That hot girl is my niece," Rossi said as Morgan froze slightly looking shocked as Reid chuckle slightly. Morgan shot him a look as he tries to hide his smile. "Hey don't look so insist boy genius! If I recall you were flirting also." Morgan said as they head out the conference room. "Technically I was quoting a line out of the book she had in her hand." "Of course you were,"

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