[ WP ] All people born have a number engraved on their skin , and for the past few centuries , the number has been gradually going down . You are number one

Mummy always said to be careful, to keep my sleeves unrolled and to never show anyone. I thought she would be angry at me when i came home from school with my jacket missing, but she just seemed scared. She grabbed me and asked if anyone saw, I told her only Abigail, and her face went white. 
 We had to leave, mummy said. We had to go quickly and not go to piano lessons, which I did n't mind so much. But we had to leave Mr Fluffykins behind, and Sarah the Bear. We drove away very fast and did n't stop until it was night. It's been a while since then and I do n't know when we'll go back home. I wonder why Mummy does n't want anyone to see my number, Abigail told me the number one was special, I would n't have shown her otherwise. Do you think the number one is special Mister? 
 Mister? Where are you going? Why did you ask me questions if ypu do n't want me to tell you? Oh no, suit people I better tell Mummy. 
 ( First story, and written on mobile, apologies for any mistakes )
