I'm on a beach, a sandy beach. There are lots of people in the water, having fun, splashing each other. Everything is going great until...Bang, a bomb goes off, then a couple more, then a couple more. Everyone is screaming, but all I do is watch. Then a big one goes off, killing everybody, I'm in the other side of the beach, along with two other people, both boys, one with brown hair, and one with dirty blonde hair, they laugh at those people, that their dying. I bet they're terrorists, but I'm with them. Am I some how part of this plan, this plan to kill everyone. Which means that I was a terrorist. I always knew that I got in trouble with the law, but really? A terrorist?

I wake up at 7:58am. That's pretty late considering I've been waking up at 6:30 for the past week. I walk to the little closet in my hospital room and pick out some clothes. I chose a black t-shirt, blue jeans, and black sneakers. I put them on, I look pretty fancy, which I don't really like being fancy, usually means not having comfortable clothing, but these clothes aren't too bad. I walk into the hospital cafeteria get some waffles, and sit with James. Everyone else is sitting somewhere else.

"So, James. Why aren't you sitting with everyone else." I ask.

"I got mad at Liam." James says.

"Now that sounds like you." I say.

"Yeah, we were talking about our so called parents visiting us. And I got mad because I was the only one that didn't have anyone visit them." James says.

"You didn't get any visitors?" I say.

"No. Just a nurse telling me that I was a foster kid that I ran away when I 12, that my real parents were dead." James says.

"You ran away too!" I say.

"That's what the nurse told me." James says.

"So, we both ran away when we were twelve. Maybe we've seen each other in the past. Maybe thats why we feel connected to each other." I say.

"Maybe." James says.

"But you know one thing I do know?" I ask.

"What?" James says.

"That I like you, a lot." I say.

"Awe thanks Sheila, I really like you too." James says.

"Oh yeah, James? Call me Kali. It's my real name." I say.

"Sure, Kali." James says.

"You know, James. We've been through a lot together, and I think we both feel the same way about each other. So, James, will you, umm, you know, be my boyfriend?" I ask.

"Only if you'll be my girlfriend!" He asks.

"Deal." I say. We give each other a short kiss. And then we just eat. Later that day we received notice that all of us, including me, Lauren, Liam, Jerry, Ellie, Max and James we're going to be released out of the hospital tonight. Since all we need are regular check-ups. We are free to go. We plan to leave at 7:00pm, March 9th. Which is today. I just remembered, March 9th is my birthday! I'm 17! I wonder how old everyone else is, since they got visits form their parents, they'll know how old they are, right?

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