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A Chapter by emily
Six
When I woke up, I could not remember why I was propped up against a wall. All I knew was that my head hurt and my back was so stiff I could barel..
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A Chapter by emily
Jim
“All right, so it didn’t go exactly according to plan,” I muttered. The guys were winded from laughing as I bent over the mirro..
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A Chapter by emily
Seven
Roy and I followed the path that led to the gardens behind the house. The flowers and shrubs were beautiful this time of year, but I had not su..
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Gabe
After our weekend, it was tough getting back to classes on Monday. Everyone seemed to have gotten over the awkward scrap between Jim and Eric..
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A Chapter by emily
Eight
I sprinted up the stairs, unable to listen to any more. Back up in my room, I went into a panic. I paced across the floor, mumbling the things ..
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A Chapter by emily
Erich
Showers were as bad as the first time, though, for whatever reason, Gabe finally joined us. I can’t figure out why he skipped out last..
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A Chapter by emily
Nine
I had always thought that if something like this ever happened, time would slow down enough for me to see everything that happened, maybe even e..
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A Chapter by emily
Herschel’s Log
Friday, March 28, 1941
It’s been a long, boring week. I haven’t had a minute to write anything since last Wednesda..
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Ten
When I woke up in my own bed, the first thing I was conscious of was how incredibly sore I was. The muscles of my hips, back and arms ached like ..
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Gabe
After Biology on Friday, we all headed back to the dorm to relax and bask in the glory of Friday afternoon. The week had been tough. Between th..
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