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Clare Joins B.I.G. 

My whole body ached, normally I wouldn't have to walk this far. I live in Newcombville, well I did... After a strange attack on my family's wealthy farm, we lost everything. My father, James Masener, moved to Newcombville in hopes of finding a fortune to raise a family on... and eventually his business grew to be the great Masener agricultural farms that it would still have been today. My mother, an artist, raises me and my sister Peony. When I was younger, I would cling onto rainbow fingers and the sweet Cherry pie that she would make time to time. When the attack happened, we had no idea what happened. One day all the livestock were alive and healthy, the next, the fences were torn down and all the plants trampled. I swear that day something must have come loose in my father's head. After a month of trying to restock, we finally gave up. We sold our house and the remaining animals and bought train tickets to the green hills, because there was a small village there and plenty of land perfect for building another farm. We boarded the train and things were going well until we abruptly stopped. I heard gunshots from the front of the train. When we went to see what happened, the conductor was tied to the controls, so he couldn't move. We untied him and he explained that we couldn't go any further, they had stolen the coal. And how far we were from civilization, it would take days to get another shipment, and we only had enough food for a day or two, and that was only for those who paid. So my family and I started off on the journey to Green Hills. We walked and walked as if we were stuck in a labyrinth. We walked thru tall canyons and dry deserts for what seemed to be months (lesson learned, only go where you know when your alone) eventually my father realized that we were lost, go figure, and the closest place to go would be Brown outpost. We went there and found that we weren't the first pioneers to have to stay here. We bought one of the smaller houses there and decided to stay there for good. Couple months later I received a letter in the mail from the Brazil Inquiry Gild A.K.A. B.I.G. It was addressed to me, not my artist mom or millionaire dad, not even cute little Peony, me. I was the first to see the letter and I really didn't want my family to see it. I made a decision to leave home and make money for my family. I packed my bags and left a note saying

Dear family,

I have received a letter from brazil inquiry guild and have decided to go join. It is an internship, but if I work hard enough, I will begin to receive pay. I will send money as soon as possible and more letters to tell you what Is happening and so you don't have to worry.

Love, Clare.

I bought tickets for a train and boarded in under 12 hours to a crowded train, filled mostly with children about my age. I wasn't the only one to receive the letter it seams. The lively chatter of school children filed the cabins. It seems that everyone was talking about the presumed luxury apartments and comfortable free clothes. The ride went smoothly and we safely arrived in new Windswood station. From there we stayed the night and left in the morning in large black buses that vaguely reminded me of school buses. I jumped out of the vehicle, glad the ride was done. We had ridden the bus all the way up the twisting roads to headquarters. We were corralled into a large room with rows upon rows of chairs.

I sat down and a frail woman wearing a chocolate-smeared fur coat walked onto the stage.

"Hello and welcome to Headquarters! My name Is Cornelia Hornshaw, the owner of the Brazil inquiry guild. I'm guessing that you all received the letter about the internship. I'm glad we made enough apartments and clothes for you all! You may have a bilion questions, and I will try to answer them in this brief amount of time. All of the apartments are exactly the same, so where you sat today chooses where you will be living for as long as you decide to stay; now if you please, reach under your chairs, there will be your apartment number and floor level.  The one thing your apartments will not have is a kitchen, and that is to prevent possible fires and energy consumption. And if you have a soft spot for cooking, you can always sign up for a shift in the cafeteria! And on the subject of jobs, when you wake in the morning you will be able to sign up for whatever you like. Now for the clothes problem... in your rooms, there will be a wardrobe with a screen inside that you can set to your fashion sense, size, and fabric preference, and it will give you freshly laundered outfits every day! As for your customary uniform, you will be fitted for one in the morning when you sign up for shifts. Hmmm, now is there anything else... oh yes! There is also a map under your chair of the building so you don't get lost. Now that you have been informed, please report to the cafeteria on your map. Then when you're finished, go to your apartments, it will probably be late. Now have a great stay!" She walked of the stage to a round of shy applause.

Dinner was great! it was the best meal I had in ages! I went to my apartment, and it was just as luxurious as they said it would be. I walked over to the wooden wardrobe and to my surprise, there actually was a wall mounted tablet inside! Tapping it, it went into a loading screen. State your name a buzzing noise emanated from the tablet. "Clare April Masener," I said. Then the screen showed a couple options. I entered my size and style them pressed the Pajamas option. Out of a mechanical drawer came a light blue nightgown made from a thin flannel mesh. I slipped it on and climbed into bed. I wonder what will happen tomorrow.

Hey this is my first poast... am I doing it right? and if so... what do you think? I always like advice!