Chapter 1: the beginning

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I don't know how me and Christina have managed to keep our cancer a secret for this long! There are cameras everywhere in The Odum (The Odum is the hell hole we just happen to live in.)
Here there are 3 rules. The first is always obey you're ruler, Richard Lee. He's basically the most big headed person you will ever meet! The second is that every year every person over the age of 40 is murdered in front of there loved ones, this is because The Odum is to small to hold all the people so Richard Lee decided to only keep the people who could work, which brings us on to our 3rd law. Anyone with a disability must come clean to the guards and is taken to the mansion of a house that Mr Lee lives in. But they never come out.

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Me and Christina have been friends since playgroup but when I was 13 and she 11, we discovered we had cancer. We considered turning our selfs in but couldn't bring ourselves to end our lives because of and illness. So we got jobs in the medicine department. Every day Christina steels 2 needles and I "borrow" some serum. You may think we're horrible people but we have to do this to stay alive. There are cameras everywhere in The Odum but I managed to find a small hidden ally were the cameras had been destroyed. This was our little place of refuge from the hard life of keeping secrets. If we were caught doing what we're doing we'd be killed for lying and having a disability. So we act normal as if nothing was going wrong.

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"You ready?" Christina asked
Even though she's younger , she is by far stronger.
"Yep, as ready as I'll ever be." I sighed
We have to inject ourselves every day! Yay!!! (Sarcasm) I took a breathe and plunged the needle into my neck and pressed the trigger. Even after 5 years of doing this I still feel the needle entering my skin, the fluid rushing through my blood. I pull the needle out as a shiver runs down my spine. I look over to Christina who still has her needle in here neck. She has her eyes closed and if it weren't for the needle in her neck, she would look peaceful. Her face relaxed, eye lashes curled, face soft and slightly tanned. Cute. As soon as the thought enters my head it leaves. There has never been anything romantic between us and there probably never will be. It's just .... Awkward. Her eyes flutter open and she takes the needle out of her skin. She breathes a sigh of relief and adds the needle to the pile that we have collected over the years.

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We walk out of the ally in silence and turn our separate ways with Just a slight nod of dismissal. As we are looked upon as the lower class we don't speak unless spoke too. I walk back to my house, head bent and in the shadows. I never try to draw attention to myself, no one does. When I enter me house, I call it a house but it's really a few rooms. My little brother Jacob runs towards me and I lift him up. He's only 5 and looks up to me. I don't know why. I try my best to protect him from our dad, but it doesn't always work. Just as the thought enters my head, my father enters the room looking at me strangely.
"Why are you holding him? He isn't a baby he can stand!?" He questioned. He's in a bad mood, like always, when he's like this he'll use anything to get at me.

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I lower Jacob to the ground and face my father. He stares me straight back in the eye. Questioning my every breathe for something, some reason to hate me.
"Why so quite?" He asks
"Is there a law against it or something?" I reply cockily, it's a small victory but I soon regret it when I receive the look he gives me.
"Over here right know!" He yells at me. I try to push Jacob out of the way and wipe all traces of fear from my face. My father fumbles at his trousers for the latch on his belt.
"Let's take this out side. Please he doesn't need to see this!" I say pointing at Jacob. My father just nods and i follow him to the next room. After years of abuse i know what to do. There's no point in fighting back when he has the weapon. I turn around and wait for the belt to strike.
"You brought this on your self. One day you will realise why I'm doing This."he said as the whip came flying down onto my back.

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HEY GUYS
HOPE U LIKE THIS STORY SO FAR!!
I STARTED WRITING THIS IN SCHOOL AND I THOUGHT ID CONTINUE IT IN MORE DETAIL!!! HOPE U LIKE IT SO FAR
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