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Chapter Four: The Day the End Began:

I should have seen the end coming for a long time. I guess I was too young and naïve to grasp it then. I should have picked up on it on that day in class. The end of life as I knew came the morning that I asked Lyle about our enemy. My brother and I walked into the school like we normally did. Our classes are split into two sections. Lyle is on the second floor while I stay on the ground floor. That is where the kindergarten to second grades is. Third to fifth grades are on the second floor. My class is on the east side of the front part of the hall. Lyle and I walked into that hall on that unforgettable September morning. The morning started out normal enough. My brother let go of my hand. He looked at me with that smile like he normally did.

“Behave yourself, Claudia,” he said. “Try not to get into any fights today, okay?” I made a jokey-sour face at him.

“I won’t!” I protested. Lyle smirked at me.

“We’ll see,” he said. I frowned at him still. He never believes when I say that I won’t. (Usually, he is right about that, however. I am bit of a fighter. I always have been. So, it is easy to see why Lyle picks on me about it to this day. Don’t tell him I said that!) Lyle just laughed at me.

“Have a good day, you hear?” he said after that. I nodded at him.

“You too!” I said back. He waved me off before walking over to the elevator. I stayed where I was until my brother disappeared from view. Once he was gone, I looked over and my classroom and walked inside.

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