A gun shot is the one noise I am used to.
It doesn't not pass my mind and frighten me when a shot is fired, I am used to the gun shot. The very same gun shot that takes people's lives.
My name is Joana Pitsorini and I've heard the boom of the gun ever since I was 3 and I hear it is a big part of my life now. My parents Katarina and Philpe are terriosts. I have grown up watching people die almost everyday. It has never come across me as a serious crime, as I have also committed the crime. I have been able to shoot a fully loaded machine gun since the age of 4 and I as a 7 year old own 3 pistols, two triple 0 machine guns, 5 hand guns and a 3 foot machete. I am a terriost, same as my parents and only now do I feel something other than joy.
The children in my class don't know my real name, to them I am known as Marinda Hastrek. I am not allowed to have close friends and never allowed play dates. Not many people have seen my parents as they are most wanted in Aurabia. In class we learnt about criminals and my parents, came up but not as Katarina and Philpe, they are known as the 'back death'. We learnt how they wear dark black clothes and have killed millions of people but yet never died during act. We learnt about how innocent people die everyday, and how the Black Death occasionally brought a small friend with them and how she a small child had committed the same crimes as her older friends. I felt bad and I realized what I had actually done in my life.
I was a terrorist
I was wanted by the police
I, a 7 year old girl, had killed innocent people.
So this is my first time writing a book and I've tried pretty hard. Please send me feedback and ask any questions if you have. Ill change the cover, I haven't put much work into it. I'll keep you all updated on the story. Hope you enjoyed!
Hannah xo
