Flight 296 now boarding to Egypt. Nervously I boarded the plane for the long journey to find my kids. I know they are there, somewhere in Egypt. I will find them in this place.
Hours past and I finally arrived in Egypt. I started to look around, trying to think of all the places I should look and where I should begin.
I saw some towers off in the distance and felt the urge to run to them, I sprinted as fast as I could run to the entrance. Quickly I entered the tunnel into the base of the towers where I was immediately swarmed by tiny blue creatures. Their skin was slimy and they had horns on the top of their heads.
I grabbed my gun and begin shooting back at them as they continued to swarm, it seemed as though there were thousands of them. I pushed through the mass of creatures as I searched the hallway for my children, calling out to them as I fought against these creatures.
BEN!
SARAH!
I kept shouting, scared and wondering if they were still alive and in this hole of death where no human could survive.
A dark realization and a wave of panic suddenly washed over me…
NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO!
I screamed!
These creatures used to be human! What if I killed my children when I was shooting my way through them?
What have I done? I cried falling to my knees.
jisbell22 
A 12 year old wrote this? Wow–impressive. Go B!!
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Thank you! Yes he did and there are many others that he hasn’t given me permission to share yet. Hopefully this will encourage him
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(((Awhoooo)))
the imagination and clarity is outstanding.
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