The Young Glader

Determination Innocence

The griever started catching up, I felt as the world had fallen apart. Minho never stopped running, and it looked as if he would faint. But he kept on running. The greiver's wire thing grabbed me off Minho's shoulder. It slammed me on the ground. I was about to faint when I felt a sudden sting on my shoulder. I let out a small cry. I turned to see a pointy thing on the end of the wire thing. It looked like a stinger. I through my small weapon at the griever as hard as I could. The hideous creature let out a terrifying scream. I finally gave into darkness. And, of course, Minho caught me. Dreaming.  "Why such a small child?" One lady asked. "She's smart, immune, and I think we should see how the gladers react to her." The other person said. "When will she find out about her brother?" Asked the first lady. "I don't know, we'll just have to find out, that is what the maze trails are for. Though it is sad that her brother isn't immune . But, maybe we can get the cure in time." Before anybody said anything else, I drifted back to reality. Reality. The griever was gone, Minho was gone, and my head was still bloody. I could hear very distant screams. I was pretty sure it was Minho yelling my name. "Minho!" I yelled. Suddenly I heard the screech of a griever. I automatically figured I should quiet down, it was almost morning, all I had to do was find Minho. And of course. Avoid grievers. I ran corner after corner. I finally found Minho laying on the ground. Unconscious. It dawned on me, about the dream, Minho was my brother. My eyes got wide. "Minho? Please, no. You can't go. Brother? Remember when we played at the beach? When we'd skip stones? Do you remember Minho? Please." I knelt down. I put my ear on his chest. I could barely hear anything, and what I did hear was going away slowly. Suddenly, a griever popped around the corner while I was sobbing. "No, no, please! All I wanted was to go home! To be with mama and papa and big brother! Why does the world hate me!" I screamed as the griever ran at me. The griever slung its wire arm and cut my head, I fainted because of blood loss, and the last thing I saw was a glimpse of Minho just getting up, but I didn't have much time to process it.