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Please open the window, cause I can't breath The air is so close in here Everything so narrow and thin, I think I'm getting claustrophobia Please open the window, cause I can't see You've blocked out all the light The sun still shines and yet it's dark I think I'm going blind Please open the window, cause I can't hear And no one can hear me scream My pain goes unheard and you don't care I think my voice doesn't work any more So please I beg you, you're killing me here Just understand you're smothering me Please I ask Open the window, cause I'm dying here

THIRTY-ONE Julian was grinning savagely for about a minute after Chris disappeared. He still hadn't noticed me standing frozen at the end of that hall and if a hadn't been so furious with him, I would have laughed at his reaction when he did finally see me. At first, the smile dropped off his face and surprise replaced it. Then he must have registered the look on my face and realised that I had heard what he had said, and surprise abruptly turned into guilt, and fear. I advanced on him slowly, my anger quickly getting worse. The Voice-In-My-Head warned me against doing anything rash, :Be nice to him or you will regret it later: this time

THIRTY Even with my shield at full strength, I could still feel the trail of Hannah's pain. She must have started running as soon as she was out of sight, because I was walking pretty fast and I didn't catch her. One part of my mind was wondering where Sam was going that would have caused Hannah to react like that. She wasn't, as a rule, over dramatic. I turned down a corridor on the second floor to find Heidi standing outside one of the classrooms, banging on the door and yelling. I ran up to her. "Is she in there?" I asked. Heidi nodded. "She ran past me on my way down to the hall to see what was going on. She must have put something

TWENTY-NINE The  wind was bitterly cold in comparison to the heat of the sun, but despite the cold there were still hundreds of people out enjoying the markets. There were stalls lining the streets and everywhere you looked there was something new and exciting. Children ran around wildly screaming in excitement, people were dressed in very bright colours and everyone was happy. Basically it was a big, loud, colourful mess of chaos. Chris and I walked calmly through it in our own bubble. We weren't oblivious to the outside world, but we weren't exactly paying attention to it either. We talked, mainly, about everything and anything. He asked

Rainbows dance around my head A ticking clock that never stops A desk covered in paper and pens Everything drowned in ink A bookcase full of paper scraps Guarded by a mahogany dragon Memories preserved with tacks And flowers adorned with names A dusty, dark and scary place Shafts of light shatter the night A frog wearing glasses hops And tear drops everywhere Deep thought float in the air Black pigs watch everything The people that mean most to me And a string full of pen lids

TWENTY-EIGHT Later that day in Defence, we were practicing shooting our long bows, and I was doing very well. Every single one of my arrows went exactly where I meant for it to go, so mostly in the bullseye. Occasionally on strayed a metre in front of Matt or Ben, whom I took great delight in scaring, or maybe into a tree near where one of my friends, but mostly in the bullseye. We had one of the senior classes practising with us today, and Chris was in it, so I may have been showing off, just a little. I suppose I should explain why we use long bows and swords and daggers and such. Technology, including guns, don't work around us, or the

TWENTY-SEVEN The next morning was… hmm, let's say awkward. I woke unusually early and went out to sit in front of the constantly burning fire with a cup of coffee in my hand. It was getting cold lately and it was raining a lot, so the warmth of the fire was decidedly nice, especially in the pre-dawn chill. My thoughts still lingered on Chris and the fun we had last night, so I was quite content. There was still a while before the dawn bell, but I figured I was not the only one enjoying some quiet, warm alone time. Well… not alone for long. Hannah's door opened quietly and she stepped out, looking sleepy. I quickly remembered her i

TWENTY-SIX About three hours later, the three of us finally made our way back up to the dorms. We had to be silent because we would have gotten in a lot of trouble had we been caught out of bed, but in our minds, we were laughing so hard we couldn't say anything. Chris had insisted on walking us, or rather, sneaking us back to our room, and we somehow managed to get back without seeing a singled adult, which was a stroke of luck. There were usually a lot of them out and about, since no body really slept, but tonight we were very lucky. Well, not for long. When we reached Heidi's and my door, we finally managed to stop silently laughing. We

TWENTY-FIVE I ran silently away, parallel to Heidi who I could feel one street over. I could hear the quiet clomping of boots on the pavement, and suddenly realised that the guard was going to come down my street. I looked around for a place to hide, but there was none. Shop lined either side of the long narrow street and there was no way I could make it to the end in time. The shop were tall, two story things that almost seemed to lean in over the street itself, but I knew that was an illusion. I spotted a shadowy balcony up above my head, and I leapt, making the two and a half metre jump easily without needing magic. I was only just in ti

TWENTY-FOUR That night after dinner, I walked up through the halls to the Healing wing until I came to Sherri's room. The door was open, and Sherri smiled at me from her couch as I poked my head around. "Heard you coming," she explained without prompting, tapping her head. I nodded. Thought sensing saved a lot of time, sometimes. "Come in, please." She gestured to the chair opposite her, and I sat, smiling. Sherri had that effect on people. If you see her, you smile. She was just one of those people, and everybody loved her. "So," Sherri began, "what can I help you with my dear?" I gathered my thoughts and then explained to her the whole