I don't remember much of my mother. But it still remains clear in my mind the day that they took me away because she had got the virus and in an effort too keep the generations that seemed too be immune too the virus they took us too a safe haven where we were fed,clothed, and educated so that by the time the virus was eradicated we would be the future, the last hope. My mother locked herself in her room as the virus consumed her. My sister Mara tried her best too take care of her but it did not end well. The bone rattling coughs got worse and worse until one day...they stopped. The tiny dark room down the hallway was ominous and the silence left a chilling sinking feeling I cannot begin to describe. Mara soon after caught the virus,I was five by this time. I remember as the cargo van drove away with me and maybe thirty other girls seeing my sisters sunken in eyes and hollowed gray cheeks where one hint of a silver tear gleaming in the light of the sun might have been the last bit of life she had in her. That is where I met Jaelin, Ebony, and Kat. That is where it all began. The beginning of the end.
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Sector Zero
FantasyThere is one thing Alaena never would think she would have too do in her life. Survive in Sector Zero. Will she keep her friends safe? Will they survive?