"I told you before, I'll give her a nice home, and love her, but I don't want a daughter right now," I heard my mother say. She never wanted me I guess. I'm the only child, that's suppose to make you special right? Well apparently not. Sometimes, I wonder what it would be like for her to actually want me. We do things together, but I don't feel like she enjoys it. Pushing away the thoughts I have, I snuggle under the blankets and drift to sleep.
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" Shmphony, please get up sweetie. I packed your bags so you could stay with someone while I'm away," my mother cooed, lazily shaking me. I slowly began to open my eyes seeing her standing in front of me, looking happier than ever. I sat up and blinked until I could transparently see. "Come on, lets go" she repeated grabbing my arm and the bags she packed and locking me outside. I laid down on the wet gravel and started to go back to sleep, when I was grabbed and thrown. After that, my life was completely different.
**End Of Flash Back**
"Ms. Clark ! Stop fooling around and get to work with your warm up ! As a matter of fact, for that, drop and give me fifty diamond push-ups! " The voice boomed through the building. Everyone stopped what they were doing and turned toward me as I put my two barbells down and formed a triangle with my hands in a plank position. As I did my push-ups, I thought about how it would influence my life in future decisions. I often argue with myself that I am too young, but it is all for the better.
After about 10 minutes, I am at 46.
"47...48...49...50" I barley whispered.
"Now you know to obey my commands the very first time they are given ! Now pick yourself up and run the obstacle course five times ! With one hundred pounds on your back. Go! And I want you back in 30 minutes." I ran to the weight station and grabbed a bench press rod and two 50 pound weights. I evened the two and placed them on my back, as I started to run the obstacle course.
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"Ok everyone, I feel like we need to discuss a very important matter. All of you are around the age of 20, correct?" He spoke. Everyone silently nodded their heads in conformation. "That means that you are ready to go. You have been here training since you were 6 years old. And now, it is time for you to be free. I have grown to love all of you as my daughters but now, it is time to let you go, to take up any job in the violent art. So tonight, start thinking about the jobs you want to do and pack your bags, because tomorrow, I will release you." The room erupted into a burst of cheers and whistles. " So, go, and prepare yourself, for training is over, and I'm retiring, so you can take all the guns you want" he interrupted with a sly grin." I swiftly walked over to the artillery. surprisingly nobody was there. They all made a neat little path for me to get to them. " Aye, Y'all do kno' that y'all can come get som' of these guns right I announced. "we want you to go first, you've been like the mother to us, you deserve it Skye." With that confidence booster, I walked over, and grabbed a M16, Ak-47, Five Seven, and a Shotgun 1829. Then I equipped all of them to my vest and ran to the bunker. I got the suitcases I came with 14 years ago. I placed the minimum clothing In the bags and zipped them up. Soon, every one else started coming in with guns. Sliding my suitcases back under the bunk bed I payed down on the bottom bunk and just thought. Thinking about what it would be like to experience the world. Anticipation took over and I soon wafted to sleep, not wanting to wait.
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"Rise and shine! Time to leave. Grab your things and get in the van. I will drop all of you off at a hotel with 2k each. From there you will be free, and pursue any occupation you desire."
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The hotel was beautiful. There were chandeliers and statues. I went up to the front desk for sign in. " Welcome to Hilton Garden Inn, do you have a reservation?" the young lady spoke. " Umm... Yes, reservation for Symphony Clark." After clicking a couple things on the computer she grabbed my door key and handed it to me. "Room 26 on floor 8" I grabbed my bags and headed to the elevator with my roll of two thousand dollars in my pocket. Just as I was about to reach the elevator, I heard glass break and screaming. Bullets whipped bast my face in a furry blur. I ducked down for cover and tried to control my breathing. My guns are carefully put away, so I don't have enough time to get them. A tall figure in a ski mask with tattoos eagerly comes toward me. He checks my pockets and says nothing's here. He then checked around me. He picked up something and put it in his pocket. "boss, we goteem" he said. Then, one last round of shots was fired and one hit me in my leg. I crawled for safety but blacked out.
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When Thugs Cry
Teen FictionFor 14 years Symphony Clark has been training under force to be prepared. When she is finally released and an invasion happens, what will she do? There is more, but there is only so much you can fit into a paragraph. So get your mind ready and prepa...
