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Not to long ago, when the stars began to dim, and the powers of the cosmos were not what they once were, the human race was struggling to keep alive. The once pure blue planet of Earth was now dun and the Great Evacuations were coming to pass. I was only 12 when they came. We were forced to leave everything we owned behind and board an air bus with hundreds of people. Our ship, along with many others, was headed towards what scientists called “Our Last Hope” but they did not know, that it in time, would be lost. The Four Great Stations or FGS, were to house us along with 200,000 people. Each FGS housed 50,000 people and was separated into ten sections. The first five sections would sleep while the last 5 sections worked, this way the station was up and running 24/7. I am sure by now you are asking, why only 200,000? That is because only the brightest and most promising scientists and workers would be allowed to live on one of the FGS. The rest of the people back on earth would be left to perish in their own pollutants and toxins. But my story takes place two years later, when I was 14 years old and the school year was finally coming to an end. The story I am about to tell you is not a story you are familiar with. It takes place at the end of one thing and the beginning of another. As all stories must, I will start at the beginning.a