It was a loud gun shot that woke me up. I was in the middle of a dream.
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Sleeping has been rough for me lately because I have had this one dream continuously. It was a bad one not a good one. It always starts with me running. I don't know what from... All I know was that I have to run. It also always ends with me getting shot, but before I die I always wake up. Sometimes I even wake up on the floor. This makes me wake up with a stiff neck. My mom usually gives me a heating pad for this, because I can't have a stiff neck for my three hour volleyball practice after school.
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This is what I have to say for my test...
"The date is 3000, my name is Justyce, I live in the state of Kennedy and I'm 18 years old." We have tests once a month to make sure we don't know more than we should. Here in Kennedy everything is very secretive. For the past year I have been acting like I know less than I do, but actually I know a bunch.
The monarchy has machines that read our minds. The only way they can read our minds is if we eat a grape with special chemicals in it. Of course I eat the grape, or they will know that I know more than I'm suppose to. I never knew why they never really found out that I knew more then others, but I am dying to find out.
Here in Kennedy they pick 10 women to sell themselves to the Kings son to marry. Well... Not really sell, but in my opinion it's "sell."
Anyways, this happens once every 27 years. The year 3000 happens to be one of those years, and I am suppose to put my name in the bowl. The bowl is this giant container that had every single girls name in it of the ages 18 through 22 that live in Kennedy. The worst part is, is that it's not your choice to put your name in, they make you. If it was a choice I obviously would not put my name in that bowl.
Why would I?
Do they really think I am going to marry someone that I don't even know?
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I bet you are wondering what I know that I am not suppose to... So I am going to tell you. Are you ready??
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The Kings son, the prince, doesn't actually pick randomly out of the bowl... He really picks over beauty.
Like, really... How much shallower can you get?? Do you agree??
Well, it all started yesterday. My mom told me to drop my name and picture off in the bowl on the way to school. Because of that... I had to leave the house a hour earlier. This is because there was a huge line of people just waiting to get a glimpse of the prince while they put there name in the bowl. I, on the other hand don't even want to bother to wait in this stupid line.
If you want to hear two flaws about myself, that would have to be that I'm impatient and stubborn.
I decided to walk straight to the front of the line and just put my picture and name in without even looking at the prince. He deserved it! The only reason there was a line was because everyone wanted to have there moment with the prince, and since I don't care to have that, I just decided to skip the line.
SORRY!
People gave me weird glares, but I ignored them. I ignored them because I know those people that made glares at me think I'm fighting to marry the prince... And I'm not, so they have nothing to worry about. I just continued my walk to school and ended up getting to school with plenty of free time.
School went by fast. History was boring. It was about how we use to have a government, and it also talked about president Obama. I didn't really pay any attention so I can't tell you anything else.
Physics was easy as usual.
PE was all about exercise as usual. Math was pointless as usual.
Language Arts was stupid as usual.
And Music was fun as usual.
School finally ended and I had to head home to change for volleyball. While I was walking someone was running towards me but I couldn't see the face. When he came closer I recognized the face. It was the prince. Prince Malcolm. He knocked me straight off my feet. Right when he touched me from grabbing me so I wouldn't fall I got a glimpse of his future. It mainly consisted of him studying and reading papers about Kennedy while trying to find a wife. I felt bad for him right there and then. This guy is just trying to find a wife that can deal with the pressure of being a queen while he is off running the state and all. I can't believe I got all of that out of that three second touch. This has been happening to me ever since I could read. I never knew why, but Now that I think of it... I think this is the reason why I know more than I should and this is why they never found out.
I pulled away from him as soon as I was able too. He had a confused look on his face. He grabbed my hand and pulled me behind the bush while a sworn of girls came running past us. He let out a deep breath. When he grabbed me to pull me behind the bush, I also saw how scared he was in the very moment, like I could feel what he was feeling. I let go as soon as I could. He had a confused look on his face again. I walked away, without saying anything. He didn't come after me or say anything.
