The miserable looks on the kids and adults faces made me want to cry.
"Why are there... Adults?" I gulped down my spit. Why did I have to ask that? I asked myself, feeling stupid. But then again, I didn't want to... You know... Stay here even when I'm a grown adult. I'd rather die by the population police or something.
Andrew rolled his eyes. "There brown. We hate brown. Anyways, it's more fun to kill them that way."
I was about to ask another question, but luckily I was stopped. "YOU!" Marcus yelled pointing at a young handsome, and light-skinned boy. "DON'T GIVE ME THAT BLANK LOOK! I SAW THE BOOK!"
Andrew looked like he was holding himself from yelling with Marcus. "Chill."
Wow that's awesome for a criminal... Slang... I rolled my eyes.
Andrew continued. "We get an extra fun task, to kill him. Thanks to the holocaust we know...."
There voices joined together. "First we burn books.... Then we burn bodies."
They broke into evil laughter....
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Elegal. Captured.
Mystery / ThrillerTimmothy has a hard life. He is a third child that cannot be found. He has never been to a sleepover or birthday party, he has not ever even seen outside the window. But once he takes a chance he finds a friend... One that is a third child too. And...
