The Silo

Hey guys. This is just the Prologue. I promise the story will be reading material. I won a award at my school for this writing. Before I post more up I want atleast 50 reads and 50 votes. Thanks. Love all my black stars.

I sat on the traffic sign, just above the never ending bunch of cars. It had been cold that day. Only 17 degress. But I sat up there anyway. Waiting, hoping, that maybe Máx would come swinging down the intrence rail. He might say something like,"I'm surprised you remembered this spot Char."

And I would look over and smile, because that's what extras did. They remembered everything. From the way the trees moved to the way someone walked. That's why they killed Máx. He was to smart. To dangerous. Atleast that's what I thought.

In the Never Lands there are three kinds of people.

The Boarders- they made all the decisons. Like who you married and how many kids you had.

The Wanted- they were the smart ones. The ones with the jobs and money.

Then there where people like me. The Extras. We're like no other being on the planet. We analyz everything. We hear further, see better, and learned faster then anyone in the world.

That's  what made us a threat to society. We were to smart. The goverment had the power, but no matter how strong The Boarders and The Wanted are, we could take them down before they made one move.

They feared us. They wanted us dead. Because of that they have people, we call haunters, search for us. Then they kill us. It's for that reason that all the extras are dying out. Only five left in the world. Including myself.

It's not like we could just hide. We can't. Everything about us told what we were. From the pale skin to the purple eyes.

When my mom told me the story of our people she missed one part. The part where we all died.