"Help!" Is all I can say. I'm falling, how? Off of a cliff? I can see the ground, there are people, at least I won't be alone, but who am I? Why am I falling? When I finally hit the ground, the impact isn't that bad, because there is a net under me to at least cushion my fall, but I'm still hurting a little, and then I here a voice.

"Hello Sheila welcome to the edge." It is a mans voice, a deep manly voice.

"Who's Sheila?" I ask the man.

"You're Sheila! You came into the edge." The man says.

"Okay, I get that, but who are you, and what is the edge?" I ask again.

"Oh, sorry allow me to introduce myself, my name is Alex, I am in charge of the edge. And incase you didn't know, the edge is a place for people who have done terrible things, like murder someone. It's basically a second chance, for you, and all of these people." Alex says.

"I murdered someone!" I yell.

"Well, we don't really know for sure, but probably, you see only the people who work in the under tube know what you did." Alex replies.

"What's the under tube?" I demand.

"It's what sent you here, into the edge." Alex says.

"But why can't I remember anything?" I say annoyed.

"Because, Sheila, when you were in the under tube, we wiped your memory." Alex says also feeling annoyed.

I pause for a second, trying to take this all in, I might have murdered someone, so I was sent here? I have a lot of mixed feelings right now, why could they have just sent me to jail, was I like some kind of super murderer or something?

"Well, Sheila, I guess you should go get some sleep now, your room is in the west corridor, near the fountain of coins." Alex says with relief.

"Okay bye. I" say. As I really start to get a good look at this place, there are cliffs surrounding us, the houses are made of rusty pipes and some old wood, and that the only water here is the water in the fountain of coins and in a small pond. So I walk over to the east corridor and go inside, there, I see a bunch of bunk beds and lots of girls and boys, either laying in bed, or rough housing, then I see my bed, brown sheets, brown blanket, and brown pillow, there is even a piece of tape on it saying Sheila. So since I don't have any stuff to put on it, I just sit in bed, it's a bottom bunk. Then I see a girl walk up to me, tall, looks about my age, short brown hair, brown eyes a green top, blue jeans and dark green shoes.

"Hi, Sheila right? Welcome to the edge." She says.

"Oh thanks, and how do you know my name?" I ask confused.

"Name tag." She responds.

"Oh." I say as I rip it off. "What's your name?"

"Kendra, and I like your hair, it's the perfect shade of black." Kendra says.

"Oh thanks Kendra. So, why did you come over to my bunk, you don't even know me?" I question.

"It's because I know that your new, I'm new too, I came two months before you did." Kendra says.

"Well. I guess we newbies have to stick together then, am I right?" I say excitedly.

"Yeah total..........." Kendra says but then a speaker turns on and everyone falls silent, including me.

"Hello, this is Alex. As you know, we had a new resident join the edge today, her name is Sheila. And we will be having a special get together for her. And as you know, it's 10pm, so you know what that means, curfew, so go to bed and have a good night. And remember, if anyone is caught running around, after curfew, then there will be consequences." He says.

Then the speaker turns off. And Kendra says, "Well I guess I should go to bed, and if you ever want to come over, you just come over, my bunk number is number 47, and if you didn't know, your bunk number is 18, so goodnight."

Then I hear another voice, "Who's turning off the light?"

"Greg, it's your turn!"

"Fine..." Then the light goes out and I am drifting off into a deep, dreamless, sleep.

The pic is of Sheila. And I'm starting to edit this story, like, I'm doing some major editing. So, if the other chapters aren't edited, or have really bed editing, please tell me. I want this book to be really good!