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Light,

 life, and freedom. 

That’s what my name, Eveline, 

means. At the moment I have none of 

those things. 

I can hear their wheels on the rickety floor. I 

can see their shadows through the small crevice 

of the door. I am huddling on the damp floor, 

hugging my knees. There is little space in the 

tiny closet. I can feel the old, moldy clothes 

rub against my skin. It smells like dust and 

wetness. It is pitch dark like a deep, sooty 

hole. I can’t be in here. I need to be free. I 

need the light. I am terrified. I have huge, 

round, blue eyes. My dad used to say all the 

time, “Darling, your eyes shine like the 

stars.”

    I have hair that comes down to my 

knees. My hair is so dark black 

that it looks like ink was spilled 

over top of it. I am wearing a 

striped-with many colors-tank top 

and ripped jeans. 

   I breath in and out hoping to 

calm the raging storm of my heart 

beat. The air is very stale, and 

all I want is fresh, cold air. It's 

very hot in here, and the position 

that I am sitting in is starting to 

hurt, but I don’t dare move. It 

feels like hours go by when, 

suddenly, the rickety door swings 

open. 

    Precious air comes gushing in at me. I’m still 

under the aged clothes, so they don’t see me. 

Something grasps the clothes in front of me 

and thrusts them away with lots of power. 

Then, I see them. Their little metallic bodies are 

right up close to my face; there are three of 

them. I am staring into their clueless eyes. 

They stare back blankly. They found me. 

   We stared at each other for a while, until 

one starts to speak. Well, what they are doing 

can’t really be considered speaking. They have 

a screen wired to their head that has words 

that appear across the screen when they need to 

say something. 

  “Human must destroy.” 

  After the thing said that, a green, foggy gas 

came out. 

  “Oh, no,” I said, "the disease."

  Before you get too confused, yes, they are 

robots. I’ve seen these things before, but 

never so close because if you get this close 

you would be lucky if you would survive. 

   About a year ago, a famous scientist 

invented a time machine. The president of 

the United States, Lucas Van Vandledin, was 

the first to try it out, but something went 

wrong. The future was in danger. He was 

talking about something that is giving 

everyone diseases. He was going to tell us 

more about it, but he started to stumble. He 

too was affected by the disease. I was in 

the front row of the seats as he was 

talking. He stumbled over to me and gave me 

four discs. 

   He said, “When you are in danger, use 

these and save the world”

   He died later that day. No one knew what he was 

talking about until now. 

   My mom, dad, sister, friends and relatives were all 

killed already by the disease. I was lucky not to be. 

  I thought it might be my time to die, but, no, I still 

have hope. I grabbed the discs from my pocket. I carry 

them around everywhere. The disease was getting in my 

lungs. I couldn’t breath. My vision started to go blurry. 

I tried to get out the door, but the robots were keeping 

me in. I could not figure out why the discs would help. 

   Now, my brain was going fuzzy. Next thing I knew I was 

on the ground. I fumbled to get up. Then, I thought of 

it. What do you do with technology? You program it to do 

what you want. These things must be programmed to destroy 

any humans. I was falling again. I painfully landed on 

one of the robots. In the back of the robot, there was a 

little door. I opened it up. Their was a disc in it 

already. I took it out and put one of the four discs in 

the slot.  

   It started to have a big loading symbol 

on the speaking screen. I grabbed the other 

robot by its puny legs. I did the same 

process as the last one. I was getting 

really dizzy. Then, I went to do the same 

thing to the last one. That one was a little 

tougher than the others, but I finally got 

him. After they were all loading, everything 

goes black. 

   I wake up to fresh air. 

   I was going to say, “What in the world,” but I 

can’t because there is a tube coming out of my 

mouth. Some sort of air was coming in through the 

tube and into my mouth. 

   “Hi, I’m Sparkle.” I looked around to see who 

said that. 

   “And I’m Twinkle.”

   “I’m Shine.”

   It was the robots talking. I was going to      

scream, but I was too stunned. “How can you 

talk?” I say, confused. 

   “We are not the same robots as we were before 

we were reprogrammed,” says Twinkle.

   “We healed you from the disease,” says 

Shine.

  “What is your name?” Sparkle says 

happily.

  “Eveline,” I say still unsure of them.

She starts to load again, and finally 

Sparkle says, “The meaning of your name 

is light, life, and freedom.”

  “I know,” I say.

  Then out of nowhere, Shine asks,      

“Aren’t we supposed to save the world or 

something?”

    “Yeah, we have to stop the disease 

from killing everyone. Do you know a 

place where we can do that?” I ask.

    “Would the factory where we make all 

the diseases be the right place to go?” 

Shine asks in her high-pitched voice.

    “Yes, we can destroy the diseases 

there,” I say.

    “Uh, I’m sorry to burst your bubble, 

but it isn't going to be that easy,” 

Twinkle says disappointingly. “Remember, 

there are swarms of robots there.”

    “And 5.7 800 is there,” Shine adds.

    5.7 800 is the head robot and is ruthless. 

    “I have one more disc. I could reprogram him,” I 

suggest.

    “Then we can blow up the factory making the disease 

and making the robots,” says Shine. 

    She looks eager to see something blow up. 

    “I think we've got a plan,” I say happily.

    “I hope you know that was the last of the air that 

cures people from the disease, so if you get the disease 

again, Eveline, you will die,” Twinkle says 

frustratingly.

    “Twinkle, Twinkle, always with the negativity; be 

positive,” I say.

    “So, shall we go,” says Twinkle, changing the 

subject.

    “Yeah, let’s go,” says Sparkle. She startled me 

because she has not said anything in the conversation for 

a while. 

   We start to walk toward the transport 

area. I learned a long time ago in history 

class that it used to be called airport and 

how they got around to places that are far 

away is they took a thing that flies in the 

air called an airplane. 

   Finally, we get there. There are guard 

robots everywhere. We go to the back door. 

It is locked. Sparkle, Twinkle and Shine go 

through the robots in front who still think 

that they are on their side. I wait by the 

back door until they let me in. 

   In the transport area, there are two 

enormous circles - one for going places and 

one for coming back. I walk up to the first 

huge circle and type in on the little iPad 

"New Greenland." That's where the factory is 

located; right now we are in the united 

states of Chile. We all step into the 

immense circle. We are floating through a 

black tube-like thing. 

   Soon enough, we end up in New Greenland's 

transport area. We walk out of the right 

circle. There is even more guards then 

before. One is pointing a gun at us. 

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