Without a nose

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I was never taken.
Why?
I don't know, only WCKD has an answer for that. But I wanted to know for myself.

For years i've been stuck, stuck in the scorch holding on to every hope possible, even though it feels impossible. Everything's falling apart, from the buildings that hang over deserted roads crushing anything or anyone beneath, or whether it's someone's brain falling to the flare. Everyday there's a new face, a new crank that's turned insane over time.

I never really knew much about anything that was going on at first until i grew up surrounded by it. 1.never go anywhere without a weapon. 2.Always have something to protect you from the scorching sun. 3.Don't carry metal things with you when there's a storm coming. 4.either sleep or eat, never both. and if you do sleep, sleep with a weapon.
I learned it the hard way trust me.

I got dumped in the city when they took me from the maze. WCKD for some fucked up reason decided to save me from grievers after being trapped in the maze, then do loads of horrific tests on me to then just dump me in the city like some worthless rock.

They took me to their headquarters and kept me locked in this room which was completely white. I wasn't sure how long i was in there for, there was no clock or change of lighting to even guess what time it was. The walls were padded as well as the floor which made it comfy to sleep. Although i never had a good nights sleep. I was haunting by things such as angry adults throwing stuff at each other and at me. In the dream i locked myself in my closet with a torch and a book, which kept me entertained until the banging and shouting finally stopped. There were more dreams like that, also ones involving gunshots. In all of them i woke up swearing or feeling as if i couldn't move from the shock. It was terrible

I guess the city is better than being alone, there are many people here, mostly angry people trying desperately to find away into wicked's walls, but nonetheless people.

i try to keep to myself and stay low, it's easier that way, instead of having to explain to people my whole life story. It's a dull story to be honest.

I miss the girls from the maze, i was in group B. yeah i've heard all about the different groups from some people here and there.

Anyways, it a shitty Thursday, just as shitty as all the other days. The city is okay, i've got my own little place that no one knows about and i guess you could call it a home, closest i'm going to get.

It Also means i can sleep during the day, and pretty much when ever i want. It's probably safer to sleep during the day because Cranks usually are more out at night. But anyways i'm going to sleep right now.