Playing the game of life.

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                                                              PROLOGUE!!!!!!!!!!!

I sat up as some one stepped into the room.

" It's time.........." Derk said, I groaned as I stood up. My twisted ankle shot jolts of pain to my brain. I followed Derk to where the lights flickered, the dim lit room was a cubed shape. I realized my shirt was all torn and that my hair was frizzed.

" Why didn't you tell us!?" He scolded as I reached for one of the chairs. In the center of the room was a table and two chairs. He sat down and glared at me.

" I swear, I DIDN'T KNOW!" I exclaimed, I was being blamed for something I DID NOT do!

" How can I believe you?!" He asked, the anger in his voice was horrible.

" Why would I do that? Tell me TWO good reasons why I would do that to your son and my daughter!" I felt myself getting angry.

" I DON'T KNOW WHY! I.......I just want him back." Derk moaned, I felt tears come to my eyes as I thought about poor Danny. My daughter too was missing/gone. There was an empty whole in my heart. I laid my head on the table and let my tears run onto the cold metal surface. Everything was gone............Even Lucy.

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