Ugh. Another dumb day at school. There is really no point in going... I mean, half of what I "learn" I will not even use. I open my eyes, and look at my alarm clock. "CRAP!" I yell. I am late for school again. I run to my closet and pull on a random hoodie and a pair of jeans. I also add a pair of high top Converse. I run downstairs to see my siblings are already gone. I guess I am walking. I have four siblings; I am the second oldest. When I finally arrive at school, I am thirty minutes late. I run right to my first class. My teacher, Mrs. Key, turns around, looking right at me. Loudly, and sternly, she addresses me, "Emma." I mumble an apology and shuffle to the back of the room and sit down.
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Who She Was
General FictionEmma is a fun spirited girl. She loves everyone, but she loses that all when Terrorists take over her state. Her family is taken from her, and worst of all she loses who she is.
