We have been driving for three hours without stopping,but we decide to stop and look at the map. When we stop we take out the map and look at,"we first need to know where we are",Dylan says. I'll go look,I say as I leave. We left Sam in the truck and everyone is by the map. I walk on the horrible street,and over to the street sign. 10th St Louis,I run back to them and tell them the address. "Okay then we are about seven hours away",Thomas says lightly.
Dylan is driving again,and we get along with no trouble for six hours. But we arrive to a road block,that is blocked by army cars. A woman gets out with a gun and tell us to get out,I get out like everyone else,I am holding Sam. Right as I step out my bite starts to throb I set Sam on the ground to look at it. I take off the bandage and see it is infected and spreading up my arm. I look up and see Dylan's eyes are filled with worry,and Thomas with his hands in balls. I fall on the ground and pass out.
I wake up in a hospital bed,and look around. My arm is hooked up to some type of medication,and rip it out not knowing what it is. I'm in a regular room,besides the fact that I was hooked up to that thing. There are two chairs with a coffee table,and a window. I get up,and feel the pain in my arm but I don't care. All I know is that Sam,Dylan,and Thomas are not with me and I'm alone. I walk to the window and open the curtain,the sun is blinding but I force myself to look outside. I see guards everywhere,there is a wall around what seems to be half a city. There are people walking around,they look happy. But I'm not,I run to the door and open it. It leads to a hallway with nurses and patients. A nurse tells me to go back in,and she'll hook me back up,to what I think is death. I push myself away from her and run as fast as my legs let me,which is apparently really fast. I run down stairs and outside,to the place I saw out my window. I see Dylan talking to a guard,and he doesn't look happy,and he only has Thomas with him. A nurse comes up behind me and grabs me,I push her away and Dylan seems to hear the trouble. He runs to me and hugs me,I hug him back so glad to see him. I back away and ask,"where is Sam"? I don't know that's what I was trying to ask the stupid ass guard but he won't tell me. I ball my hands into fist and walk up to him. "Where the hell is my brother"! I ask fiercely. Now why would a young lady talk like that,he says as he looks at his friend. I glare at him,I said ,"where is my brother"! Watch you tone,before you get yourself into a bad situation,he says. "I'll put you in a bad situation",I say. Oh really like what,he asks seriously. I punch him right in the jaw,and then the stomach. He trys to punch me but he fails,I easily dodge it.
I am about punch him again when a woman's voice comes to us. "Stop,I like your fight young lady but,you don't punch your protection",she says. I turn around and see an old,wrinkly lady standing in front of me. "My name is,Romania and I'm the leader",she says. She looks at me like I'm going to tell her my name,she waits for me to but I dont. "Young lady please tell me your name",she says. No you tell me where my brother is and where we are! "Your brother was put in the room next to you,and you are in the Safe Zone,and no we're not the army or government". We are real people with real problems. Now tell me your name,and I'll take you to see your brother. "My name is Ali" I say and run to the building. Thomas and Dylan are right behind me,and Romania is walking after us.
When I reach Sam's room I see him still unconscious,but breathing better. I walk slowly to him,and I take his hand in mine as I kneel by his side. "Your getting better,little Sam",I whisper in his ear. I feel a tear drop onto his shirt,as he gives me a squeeze from his own hand. I smile as he does,but he doesn't open his eyes or talk. Dylan doesn't hold it back,he just let's all his tears fall,Thomas just laughs. Romania comes in the room and says,"we have been feeding him liquid food it has made him stronger". When will he be able talk,and open his eyes? I ask. "By the rate he's going I believe in a few days",she says. Now Ali you need rest,and please this time don't take the medication out,of your arm. You will heal as long as you dont take it out,and about the same time your brother does,she says. "Okay" I say,and I walk to my room and a nurse puts the medic back in my arm and leaves. Dylan,and Thomas are in my room,they seem happy and scared. "What's wrong" ,I ask? Just nervous,about staying here,Thomas says. "Well they aren't government so that should be good",I say lightly.
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There Once Was Life
AçãoYoung,sixteen year old Ali was an athlete,and she made amazing grades. She was living a great life,she still had both of her parents,a little nine year old brother named Sam. Ali had shoulder length hair,it was also blonde. She also had dark brown e...
