Fire

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Everything went down into flames. Houses, cars, buildings. "Stop I'm sorry just stop!" My mom cried. It's easy to now where a fire starts from in the Society. I could hear the footsteps coming already. My mom picked me up and ran away, deeper into the dark. We ran and ran till we finally left Society 5 and went into Society 6
Incase you were wondering, the Society is split into 7 different parts. Each is Called a Society, but the total Society is called Supreme Society. Every Society meets in the middle, where the Supreme Society is at.
"You can't go starting fires like that when there's a hunt going down!"
I know it's completely rude to come into another society with our permission, and it's illegal. But most of are Society 5 citizens will come over to 6 or 4 anyways, 5s ruined. We just have to fit in, 6 has a population of 509 so most people will come her, 5 citizens will have to make it advance and the supremes will to.
                   Of course that's all I remember because that's all that is important. But I am tell you this, we moved to 6 and no one ever found out. Of course that put the Society in a spiral, everyone living in fear. All the worry made it gray and gloomy outside.  The weather is controlled by moods, if the majority is happy, blue sky's, sad, dark sky's, worried, humid draft dark days. Why doesn't people get over it! It happened 10 years ago, I was 7! Come on. But if course, haven't seen a blue sky since. I decide to take a walk, clear my mind. I put on my fuzzy black jacket with my black fuzzy boots. There's only grass where it needs to be, everywhere else it's just stone brick, gray stone brick. Today is the only day it's was chilly. Maybe it's of the time it's humid but cold, today you can breathe. "Well it seems like everyone's starting to open up!" Chelsea shouts. "Crap you scared me" I say, what else can I. "If your going to the party, it's cancelled." Chelsea tells me. Canceled! They only cancel supreme party's when...when "the hunt goes down." I accidentally blurt out. "What, what hunt? Racheal wha-" she's cut out by the sirens of the Society. I forgot that every 10 years they do the hunt, for the person who could end it all, me.

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