Pastself ( Prologue )

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~~~~~~~~Author Note~~~~~~~
Hi, starting off this probably isn't true because I don't really know details of her backstory so I let my imagination run wild.
Not canon.
Also... SPOILERS!!!!
Pic by: Fare on ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Annie's POV
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Why?
Why me?

I slowly get out of bed putting on my ragged shoes.
The sun isn't up yet must be early...
Now dressed, I limp to the kitchen.
Grabbing a chunk of stale bread,
I stretch my aching back.

Training was hard and I wasn't even eleven years old yet...
If I would live that long.
Starvation has been plaguing our region.
Since then all we have to eat is stale bread and if we're lucky a old potato.
Death was common among all ages.

I walked outside to where I met my father every day for training.
The only way to survive is to join the military, the only way to get into the military is to train.

So here I....
"Annie," father says tears in his eyes.
"I-I had a choice to send you to a-a experimental technology facility...
I-I'm sorry.
T-they have food..

T-they will t-take you tonight...
I-I'm sorry..
I-I needed the money..." He said
crying into my shoulder.
"It's ok dad... I hope to see you again...
Someday." I said with little emotion.
Something had changed, I wasn't angry or sad or any other recognizable emotion.

I had always been a emotionless freak.
Now I felt nothing.
No different than the cold rock underneath my feet.

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