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'Listen to the mustn'ts child, listen to the don'ts. Listen to the shouldn'ts, the impossibles, the won'ts. Listen to the never haves, then listen close to me. Anything can happen, child. Anything can be' ~ Shel Silverstein

I pace forwards slightly on the platform, the strap of my duffle bag gripped tightly in my hand.

Numerous other anxious eighteen year olds join me in awaiting the train that would to take us to the city, the blood ceremony merely hours away from beginning.

"Do you think we'll be celebrities?" My best friend, Tammy, questions as she twirls a lock of her dyed navy blue hair around her finger in thought,

"I have absolutely no clue." I chuckle as I scan my eyes over the crowd,

"I just hope we don't get military. I mean, have you seen these nails they're- you're not even listening, are you?" She interjects herself and I quickly snap my head back to look at her,

"I am listening. You don't want to go into battle with your precious manicured nails" I snicker, causing her to narrow her eyes before looking away,

"So you were doing that creepy people watching thing that you do?" She asks as she links her arm in mine and joins me in observing the crowd,

"It's not creepy, I'm just trying to figure out if I can see who's going to be in what category" I answer as I continue to scan my eyes around the room,

"What about him?" She queries before subtly nodding her head towards the other side of the station.

Following her line of sight, my eyes immediately landing on a guy in black jeans and a black hoodie, the hood drawn as far forward over his face as possible.

"It's not my place to share my judgments aloud." I smirk, causing Tammy to let out a huff,

"You're no fun." She sighs.

I hear the loud rumbling sound of a train and goosebumps form over my arms; a sign that my nerves were already escalating.

My future literally all comes down to this ceremony.

"This is it" I falter nervously before hurriedly beginning to move towards the train with Tammy, who was clutching onto my hand, in tow.

As I make my way through the throngs of people, I can almost feel the angst and fear radiating off the people around me.

The fear of never seeing their loved ones again and the fear that was forming a large pit in my stomach.

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