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The three children laughed and giggled throwing moon rocks, bigger than them. I told them to come inside because it was time for dinner and bed, they groaned but willfully sat down at the table and ate their mashed potatoes. Then they brushed their teeth and lay down in bed ready to be tucked in. As I walked in they all smiled, and Sophia (the smallest one) asked, " Can you tell us a story?" I could never deny a story, so I smiled and sat down. They all eagerly sat up on their beds, waiting for the story that changed everything.

Many years ago, in the year 2125 Human civilization thought they had it all figured out, though they were so far from that. They came to the moon searching high and low for other intelligent civilizations and our we were closer than they would have ever thought. The Somewhat Species were inhabitants of the moon for 4,345 years now and had remained undiscovered. The first 3,000 years they could roam freely with no fear of being seen, but now the civilization cowered on the dark side, in fear of being seen. It all started about 200 years ago when the first man stepped on the moon, and with it the beginning of a unfortunate turn of events. Now the humans were building large structures on their planet and were staying for months at a time. The Somewhats moved farther and farther away from the construction, but an encounter was bound to occur.

Teachers say that we looked like the Earth humans and share many characteristics, although we knew that we were nothing like those monsters. They moved us farther into the darkness having their constructions take up what used to be our homes. It infuriated the adults to the point of insanity, and the thought of coexisting with the humans was not a idea. At this time in history many were infuriated with the humans except one kid, and he was named Collin. Collin had a group of friends, all thirteen, whom he had spent his whole life with. They were loyal to him, and he was loyal to them. Collin was the "leader" of the group, and still didn't get why. The one person that would never forget it was Jeffery, the one and only. Jeffery was strong and fast, and never let you forget it. You remember Jefferey after meeting him, and he on the other hand will never remember you. He was cocky, arrogant, self-centered, and yet Collin's best friend, and nobody knew why. Except them of course. Jefferey had been there for Collin no matter what, and to him that was the best kind of friendship. The other kids in Collin's friend circle were Sandra and John. It seems fitting that they be described together, because the were very much one person. They had been dating since kindergarten, and believed that they would one day get married. We all laughed at them, but they didn't care, they were blinded by love. John could jump and spit the farthest, and was revered for both. Sandra on the other hand was the brains. She was raised in an educated household, and had high expectations. She exceeded these expectations while John had never gotten above a 90 on a test. He took school as a joke, and his grades reflected that. Over all, these teens were the closest group of friends you would ever meet. Their friendship was the strongest love one could ever have, and in the next five days, all of their friendship was threatened.

"Wow! One more structure like that and they might as well call the moon theirs," Jeffery said as he looked at the monstrous building that stood over our old homes.

"Jeffery, don't worry about it, I happen to like our new homes," stated Collin, knowing that Jeffery wanted human blood.

"No, Jeffery."

"What?"

"I can't just forgive them like you, and I will always hate them."

With that, Jeffery walked back towards home, with Collin close behind. The two boys were going to meet up with their other half in 30 min and would rather be waiting for them than the other way around. The moment they stepped into the Lucky Chicken, the fried air filled their lungs with a happiness that never got old. As they waited they each bought a chicken sandwich wondering how they could have one every other day and still be amazed by the taste.

"They probably ditched us to go play lovebird," said Jefferey comically, with a little too much food in his mouth.

Collin laughed to please Jefferey and said, " No, just wait."

Wait they did, for a whole 30 minutes past the original time, and began to wonder just what they were doing. They had long since finished their food, and exited the Lucky Chicken. Jeffery was ready to yell at the star-crossed lovers for making him wait, while Collin couldn't wait to figure out what they were doing, for this is the first meet up they had missed in 3 years. As they continued walking they heard the weeping, soft at first, but then loud and pitiful mourning took its place. The weeping was clearly for something that was so very vital to the person. As they got closer and closer they realized it was coming from Collin's house, and took off in a sprint to reach the sound before the other. They walked through the doors looking for the source of the commotion, and there on the couch was Collin's mom. She never cries thought Collin, and Jeffery clearly thought the same thing.

"Why is she crying Collin?" asked Jeffery with all the color drained from his face.

"I don't know," said Collin as he approached his inconsolable mother. "Are you okay?" he asked softly, then inquired in a stronger voice, "How can we help?"

Collin's mom talked in sobs, whenever her breathe allowed, and managed to say, "They......Took.....him.....humans."

This shocked and worried Collin very much, for the humans had never wandered close to the Somewhat's side, and he wondered just what the humans took.

Collin asked, "Took what?"

"....Christian....," Collin's mom said as she buried her face in her hands and sobbed ever so harder.

That was the moment that Collin's curiosity had turned to hated of the humans, and he understood now that the Somewhat species was in danger. That was why Jack and Sandra were late to the meet up, and that's why his mother was balling to this extent. The humans had taken his little brother, and he was going to get him back.

As the suspense built in my story, I looked at my three children in their beds. Their wide eyes had turned to sleeping faces. I smiled, and knew they would be looking for the rest of the story when they woke. After I finished tucking them in, I left he bedroom and met my true love outside the door. As Sandra smiled at me, i took her arm as we chuckled knowingly of the story that used to be our life. At some point, I hope to be able to finish the story of how the Somewhat's overcame the Earth humans, and how their uncle Collin became King.



Moon image (background) https://www.flickr.com/photos/old_boone/15229503857/in/photolist-pcMbUH-phUKPr-ooSaew-oSm2pr-pXqKA6-of9xQ1-p8REmY-p7GGyS-puYTcG-p9Jvja-p6iZMx-oqcqM2-p9jgBe-pGrmbY-opuosL-pgeg6G-oUnxPf-pjqfkP-oo2D6P-onRe7w

lower boy in the middle image (Jeffery) https://www.flickr.com/photos/54352677@N04/6950819792/in/photolist-bAdLyy-bPCAXn-bAHYRA-bAdBaY-bP8fC4-bAdAUJ-bP8gyH-bAdHTy-bAdCEf-bP8fSR-bP8ix6-bP8qbz-bP8eon-bAdzfm-bAdB3d-bP8d96-pvuKgB-bAdA4o-bPCALB-bPCB4e-bP8sjP-bAdLM1-bAHYvd-bAHYkW-bAdJ8S-bP8giF-6zbwjJ-bAdBmq-bAHXyy-bAHZef-bPCBHV-bPCC9B-bPCBhZ-bAHZ4d-bPCBNc-bAHY4W-bAHYKU-bAHYW5-bAHZ7Y-bP8cSM-bP8pYt-bP8k1i-bAdLWw-bP8k6B-bP8m4c-bP8pzH-bP8o4z-bP8inM-bAdMMA-bAdE2G

girl (Sandra) https://www.flickr.com/photos/alanshapiro/5451327365/in/photolist-buquAq-9umx5n-9A29yv-6MuE78-7sdxsE-dti2AW-8QBY39-6c2LeG-9G9y3A-dNRXWh-gc7hT-7g2pG7-mKXJfi-dJ8F3G-7NN8VT-7JCwRH-8Ko4xg-8XTxSG-kMGdWe-jokSc2-eHnfe7-jw9RjY-85z9Pb-as7PfE-bFyZpt-8zZ6yy-5tc1X7-dxravX-6k5aAF-dyzQvY-5dcqzH-6KwRyt-4Nigdq-5KrCQW-boP7Ch-78CNz-7TUJY3-8FtdDT-9iHtGR-6KwRte-CnPLQ-6f7NjS-atLeHm-aypSVz-6KAYEN-bTFn6g-gaVHEi-naUNFd-8FwpZY-fb75Hf

lower boy to the right (John) https://www.flickr.com/photos/marleneford/9357239489/in/photolist-ffSiik-pdXBiY-6YjXMX-6nFR2X-iG8RH2-ptoT9K-efA7an-duwPAw-iHFFjs-pRJmTr-aBwWqx-Mnxb6-bpEvBo-75qZco-iULhd1-pcfPpG-nAPGfS-qkEjB-an1pgC-89619P-8GVUVb-ohrTXY-9HdxJf-8xT6fF-Bb42i-97xAxB-fMHMQt-9U4gCA-eerZDp-6cfnpb-2uiTdn-2uiTcB-jiGomH-acouzy-2eZwaV-ew54wh-5LiNmw-7boZma-aWBWW-ai8ZSF-xJNvW-7dnYbD-2eQcjJ-o2GbG7-bqbFe3-6rAAvU-gJxUx5-pgmEhh-kzpAyg-jzdM2R

boy on top (Collin) https://www.flickr.com/photos/46061290@N02/12757023665/in/photolist-kri5FT-bSes64-bdHYHi-bdRBtk-dUZEDd-5eCkg2-p2uaba-4k6J6y-h7D64J-6jSw17-6yGYYU-8x2raK-kzpsx8-48pv3G-xSgXX-naXnpf-7mR22v-8j7gnY-8aau1C-6CHeWv-jCYKv1-yGTMc-bfNsv4-gs4CeW-cbPfpA-mBZ4Jn-66N1zL-4HRmLV-dExR73-brrrV2-8Zu9UF-kEEiLQ-feY6vN--8BNEVj-dTfthn-f8LPX9-arNaAu-4dEFi1-3cAFHz-dRffDs-9FPdHn-beCQmR-joHjGN-2K713C-23wgK-4EzSWs-7nMeKV-bAPtGG-7KAJXb