Chapter 1: Matt

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Matt and his friends burst into the streets immediately from the cluster of students emerging from the large front door of the local secondary school. They'd decided what they would all be doing together that night. They would patrol the border. His dark, neatly parted but still rough hair blended well with his blue eyes and slightly freckled skin. Like all of his friends, 12 year-old Matt was war torn. The local children's parents didn't care, they lived in a small village on the border where nothing happened. The smell of the exquisite local delicacy wafted up his nose. He lived at home with his Mum, and usually his Dad but he had been sent away to join the Army. The fear of war was everywhere, but the children didn't care. Papers reported on War gossip, how bad it might be, locals chattered eagerly, waiting for something to happen. Troops regularly came into his school to teach the boys how to fight - there was a barrack nearby. The local boys cared somewhat for the girls, with regular talks about them. They would hang around shops, talking about television, War and gossip. Little did Matt know, his life would change.

The village itself used to be Russian, but Ukraine managed to overtake it. It also had a twin village, occupied by Russia but the crisis destroyed a reunion.

Matt and his friends regularly discussed maturing, becoming adults and who they would date. They would often be racist to the Russians as well. Hated. But it was this one evening when the boys decided to go where they had never gone before, to the  Border.

They decided they would split up, not knowing what would happen and meet back at the school at 5.

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