It's been a year since the war ended. Mainly children and teenagers are left. The adults are either dead or in extremely unstable condition. Our once beautiful city is now in ruins, buildings crumbling, parks in disaster, you get the point. Everything is ruined. There's hardly a safe place to stay anymore, and one strict rule is to stick together in three, for safety.
We have a "family" of seven and we've stuck together since the end of the war. Me, my brother Ashton, our friends, Leah, Brooke, Rian, Christina, and Pyke. Ashton and I are the oldest, and were the ones to establish this group. We've been the strongest group in the county for the past two weeks. A very hard title to get. Our group is the highest ranked in state and I am the best in state, according to the head of Missouri State Boundaries. We pay no attention to our titles, for us it's all about surviving...
-=+=-So yeah. I feel as if this is a horribly crappy prologue, but oh well!-=+=-
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Random Short Stories
General FictionThese are only short stories I may randomly come up with at school. They'll probably seem unfinished, but they most likely are finished. Sorry if you're disappointed with the content. And I kinda have a dark mind, so please, be slightly warned.
