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The Chosen: Chapter TwoChapter Two ~ The OthersThe Chosen: Chapter Two
At the school we were assigned to groups to study in—that included upper classmen. These groups each had a set of rooms; each person got a bedroom with a bed, desk, and armoire and a bathroom. These rooms also included a large room for dinning and another large room for studying and socializing. This suite also included many smaller rooms for whatever use they were put to.
People of the same age and study group took classes together. This was to ensure that they moved forward academically at a similar—if not the same—pace.
These groups were supposedly chosen random
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The Chosen: Chapter OneChapter One ~ Away to SchoolThe Chosen: Chapter One
I was going to go to school I was going to go. Nothing could stop me. I did not care that my kind weren’t welcome at the schools: I was going to go.
My parents knew. They hated me for it. But I didn’t care. I was going to go to school. They signed me up for all the schools. I was barred entry from all the schools. Except one. I clung to that one. I was going to go to school. Thusly, I was sent to the school. I only needed were the required books; I had the rest. My parents bought me my books and sent me off. Hoping to never see me again. They didn’t. On the boat
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The ChosenPrologue ~ DamnationThe Chosen
The children were condemned for what they were. They called themselves,
however darkly, The Chosen. They felt the hatred of all those around them, save each
other, for who could care for lesbians? Werewolves? Vampires? Tinkerers of the dark
arts? Fallen angels? Children of demons and darkness?
None. None but themselves. They stuck together, through thin and thick, light and
darkness, evil and good, as peanut butter sticks to the roof of one’s mouth.
So they said, so they believed, so they knew. And, as an adde
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