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Vega. A small world on the outskirts of the Holista system. It was Главная to few, and did not get many interstellar visitors.
But, on this insignificant planet, in the town of Temi, things were about to get hectic.


Temi was Главная to about nine hundred Temins. It was a quiet town where nothing exiting happened, at least, not in public.
    The день was windy, and dry, as the few children that lived in the town made their way to school.
All The children wore scarves and bandanas over their mouths and goggles over their eyes, to keep the wind swept dirt out of their lungs and eyes. All except one; A young girl by the name of Shelly. She kept her head down, and her lips pressed together, double bent against the wind. She entered the safety of the small school house thankfully, but the relief was short lived, it always was.
“Oh look,” one of the other students called out, “it’s ‘Smelly Shelly’.”
The class room burst into laughter.
“Don’t your parents ever get Ты any new cloths? Oh wait, Ты don’t have parents do you?”
Shelly blinked back her tears.
Shelly’s parents had left her with her aunt when she was four, promising they would come back soon. Shelly had started to wonder how soon 'soon' really was. She had almost дана up on them; she really didn’t want to, she didn’t want to live with her aunt anymore.
Her aunt was cold, and angry, and was jealous of her sister, Shelly’s mother. Shelly’s mother had gotten everything, the Любовь of their parents, a rich husband, a fancy house, and what did Shelly’s aunt get? A life alone on the outskirts of a planet on the outskirts of a galaxy, and all the anger inside her was taken out on the daughter of the sister she despised.
The колокол, колокольчик, белл rang, and the children scrambled to their seats.
“Okay class,” the teacher said, “take out your text Книги and turn to page 443.”
The class obeyed.
The page contained a poem called; Dreams and Nightmares:

As the moon rises
I lay down to sleep
And a nightmare unfolds in my head
The things I fear
Make me shake and shed tears
As I toss and turn in my bed
But a bright light engulfs me
And gives me great hope
And puts dream in nightmares stead
So, no longer I fear
For the kind light is here
to put happy thoughts in my head


“Would anyone like to try and interpret this poem?”
Hands went up, “melody, lets have Ты start.”
Melody stood, “good always concurs evil.”
Shelly rolled her eyes, of course it does
“Shelly,” the teacher addressed the gloomy twelve год old, “what do Ты think about this poem?”
Shelly stood, "I’d have to agree with melody, except to add ‘only in your dreams’.”
The teacher frowned, ever since Shelly had moved to this town she had become a very depressing little thing, “would anyone else like to comment?”

The school день went by too quickly for shelly and, because of the sand storm, she had to go strait home.


Shelly opened the door as quietly as she could, though it didn’t really matter, the sudden change in volume of the sand storm signaled her arrival.
“Where have Ты been?”
Shelly’s aunt stood between her and the stair case.
“School,” Shelly answered.
“And it took Ты till five ‘o clock to get Главная because?”
“The sand storm,”
“Oh,” Shelly’s aunt сказал(-а) in mock sympathy, “the sand storm,” she grabbed Shelly by her dirty blond hair, “you’re just like your mother, always making excuses," she pulled shelly up the stairs and into the bathroom, locking the door behind her. She threw Shelly onto the ground, “you know what happens when Ты break the rules.”
“P-please no, not the bath tub, please!”
“It’s too late to beg,” Shelly’s aunt went to the bath tub and turned on the water.