Chapter 1

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Cold. Starving. There are so many words that I could use to describe how I feel right now. You see there is this war raging, but I don't have much time to tell you everything.

There are these invaders that have invaded our home. Before the invaders invaded, we never knew when they were going to invade, when we were going to have food on the table, if we are going to see any of our relatives, or whether or not we are going to be called for war. There is this so called alliance that is supposed to protect, but I shouldn't rant on them. My cousin is part of the alliance. He's actually the leader.

You are probably wonder were I live, but I can't tell you. Every since the invaders invaded they have been watching us non stop. There are cameras everywhere, watching. They watch every word and step we do.

Well I should probably introduce my self. My name is Aylia. That's it. Just a first name. The invaders don't think a middle name and last name are relevant or important. They have taken over everything.

I can't tell where I live, but I can you tell you what it looks like. My house is small. It is a three story house. The third story has six bedrooms along with five full bathrooms. The second floor has seven bedrooms and six full bathrooms. There is also a T.V room on that floor. The ground floor has eight bedrooms and six master bathrooms along with two living rooms, a dining room, and an office.

It may not seem like a small house, but compare to the houses around mine it's small. It's not my family that lives there, but other relatives. I live with my aunt and uncle, two other pairs of aunts and uncles, two pairs of grandparents, seven 1st cousins, eight 2nd cousins, five 3rd cousins, and my three sisters and two brothers. I have another sister, but she is not mention anymore. Your probably wondering why I live with my aunt and uncle. People say that my parents disappeared or the just left us.

I should probably start from the beginning when I was born. When I was four months old, my parents took me to be trained to be a soldier in the alliance. Apparently being trained at four months is great. So my other sister that was not to be mention had gone over to the invaders side. Her name was Ventra. This was when tragedy struck.

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