CHAPTER ONE
The day has begun. The Collection. The one day that our government takes any one that seemed like a threat. I'm not sure if we look like a threat. Random people get taken usually. I lead to my bed and cry, what if our family is a threat to the government? My mother opens the door with a slight creak. It's she yanks my blanket off and kisses my forehead.
"There is nothing to be afraid of," She says softly
"they won't take us, I Promise."
My whole body shakes with fear.
"But what if they do!" I scream
"shhh" she says
"I Promise they won't."
6:00 is the time they arrive. It's 5:45. My mom brushes my hair with her fingers, all the way down to my back. My hair is long , only once a year we are allowed to cut it, but we are only allowed to cut it to our chest.
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6:00 the time has come. I hear the door breaking down. My whole body is shaking. It can't be true. Our door is down. They all have horrible faces. They are more frighting then I imaged I can't really describe them. They are just different. They open my door of my room.
"Come young girl" he screams.
My mom cries. The man shots her.
I scream "NO!"
The man covers my mouth and yells, "shut it or you die just like your mother."
They tie me up with this collar that I can't take off . I tried to run away but the thing felt like a pocket knife digging in to my skin.
The man puts me in a car and ask me questions
"How old are you? What's your name?"
"Ummm..." I say with fear
"My name is..."
I suddenly hear my voice trailing off.
"SPEAK" he yells.
"ummm."
"SPEAK!"
"My name is Kaci, I'm sixteen years old."
"Alright.." He says
" Drive Boris." He says to the other man.
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We arrive at the government head quarters... I think. The man pull me out out of the car and tell me to go in. It's a big black building. Scary. I walk in and see lots of people. People I think I might know. A girl with pretty brown hair, greenish eyes, freckles, and a beautiful smile walks up to me and says
"Kaci? Is that you?"
I turn and stare for a while.
I'm trying to figure out her name. I know her. I do.
Bell...Bell...Bella!
"Bella?" I ask.
"YES!" She says in return.
I barely know her. She is my neighbor.
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Collection Day
Teen FictionThe day has begun. The Collection. The one day that our government takes any one that seemed like a threat. I'm not sure if we look like a threat. Random people get taken usually. I lead to my bed and cry, what if our family is a threat to the gover...
