I roll over in my bed. 12:45 pm.Fifteen more minutes,"fifteen minutes" I say to myself.
You see 200 years a ago girls had things called "sweet 16's" but turning 16 now is no "sweet" thing. In fifteen minutes the mev's will come, mev's are workers of the president. The mev's are in charge of marking every 16 year old as a "player", and then every year the president picks two people over the age of 16 to,well no one knows. All we know is there never seen again.
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I look through my room I have a single bag I use to bring back goods from the market. It isn't durable but it has to do the clock ticks it's now 12:50 I start throwing things into my bag,books,clothes,first aid,sleeping bag. I look over at my clock 12:58. I open my window,I jump.
