chapter 1

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Hi, my name is Lauren and my father is the the awful dictator James jones...the reason I tell you this is because if he wouldn't have introduced his stupid laws there would be no need for this story.

"Lauren it's test time"!! said my little brother Timothy, "I know give me a sec you dweeb". Test week is something my father created to make sure that all his people where the best athletes, scholars ,and good in combat.those who don't fit my fathers standards are forced into exile those who are "lucky become my fathers builders. many tried to rally but where sadly put to death in "the fire pit"the fire pit is a man made pit my father constructed to punish those who defy his commands

Sadly my mother was one of those people....

Anyways me and my brother are in the back of a limo with my servant Charles."put some Ice I'm my freaking drink you twat"!! yelled my brother "tim stop that's mean, sorry Charles" I said "oh please I've dealt with worst brats then him" said Charles at that point I zoned out as we drove through the more lower class neighbor hoods I saw this I wish I didn't ,people dead on the sidewalks no privacy at all because my fathers rule "all structures must be completely made of glass" because he's scared of an uprising but that still doesn't explain all the money he took from them and.... "Ms Lauren we have arrived" " I have eyes you dumb...ok thank you " I stopped myself.

As me and Tim walked into the building we stopped to see the statue of my mother that was place on the right side of the door, the plate read "Amy jones loved mother of two beloved wife of JAMES JONES" everything my fathers name was on his name had to be in all caps because he wanted to feel more important. "Why yes Lauren and Timothy jones come in" who the hell are you? asked Timothy and why does your face look like a b... Beautiful piece of art i added "why thank you Lauren " said the lady "hey what the heck I wasn't gonna say that in fact I was gonna say the opposite I was gonna say her face looks like a butt. I couldn't help but laugh at my brother for that he was always honest even when he shouldn't have been.

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