Jenny shyly walked into the main hall and sat down in a corner as Dan headed towards the leader of this place. She stood tall on a table, long, black hair rippling down her back. Her piercing blue eyes swept over the crowd of children varying in ages gathered around her. At her waist lay a belt that held several knives and other deadly weapons. The girl who looked to be almost 18 portrayed an air of ferocity and determination.
"I, Alison, have been the leader of the Saint Augustine Hospital for 5 years and Dan has been a good friend for me for all of them," she proclaimed, gesturing to the boy standing beside her. "Yet he is turning 18, and so will soon be taken away from us. Although here have been many times where I wanted to bash his nose in, and once when I did, we will all miss him. Happy 18th Birthday!" Everybody cheered and ran over to clap him on the back. Jenny turned away. She had already hugged him earlier and she wasn't really into goodbyes. Soon, after everybody was done with their meager lunch, he'll have to sit outside and patiently wait for his ride. After that, he'll never be seen at the Hospital ever again.
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Anisha Remembers
Cerita PendekThis is a story that I had to write in my English class. It's about a dystopian society. I know it's not very good, because I was just trying to get a good grade, not make the best story ever. Also, I wrote this in about 2 days so it's a bit rushed...
