Labeled By Death

Intro

My name is Ashley Ross and I live in the year 2146.

When a person turns 18 a word appears on their hand.

This word could be a job or a trait that the person is better at then others.

Some people get words like doctor, teacher, artist, or a trait like kindness, hope, love.

Then there are the lucky people who get rare words like president, queen/king, actress/actor, rich, or famous.

But there are also people who get dangerous words like criminal, assassin, or killer.

Then you have the words that no one gets including mailman, plumber, and garbageman.

Those jobs belong to the OUTLAWS.

An outlaw is a person who goes against the word or trait that appeared on their hand.

They get the jobs no one else wants.

You become an outlaw after 2 years of not doing your job or using your trait.

We also have kids called RUNAWAYS.

These kids get classified as runaways after they haven't been home in 9 months.

And finally we have the HUNTERS.

They are the people who hunt down the people with dangerous words.

They also track down the runaways.

After a runaway is caught they spend the rest of the time until they turn 18 in "special camps".

The government would never admit it but that's just a special word for prison.

Now that you know some of my words history  heres my story of how my word affected my friendships, my relationships, my family, and my life.

*24 hours before my 18 birthday*

I got woken up by my 8 year old brother Max and my twin brother Jordan coming into my room, jumping on my bed, and yelling at me to wake up.

"OK OK IM UP. Now shut up and get out." I yelled at them still half asleep.

I wait a moment to get up until I hear my door close.

Once it does I get out of bed and walk to my bathroom to get ready for school.

Damn I cant believe this is my last day of school. I thought to myself.

I should probably mention that once you get your job or trait it comes naturally to you.

You instantly know how to do your job or how to use your trait.

You're probably wondering why we need school then, its so we can learn the basics like reading, writing, our history, and other stuff like that.

Once im in the bathroom I take a quick shower then I do my hair and makeup.

After I finish I go into my closet to pick out and outfit for the day.

I decide on a band T, ripped black jeans, and black hightop vans.

Once I finish getting dressed I head down stairs to eat breakfast.

By the time I got down stairs my family was already eating.

"Took you long enough." Jordan said joking making fun of me.

I stick my tongue out at him and get my breakfast. 

"Morning." My dad said as I sat down.

"How'd you sleep?" My Mom asked.

"Fine." I replied as I continued to eat my breakfast.

After we all finished eating Jordan, Max, and I got in the car to go to school.

Jordan and I always take Max to school since his school is only a few blocks from the high school.

"What words are y'all hoping you get?" Max asked once we were all in the car.

"Hmm maybe detective or musician. Those would be cool jobs." Jordan replied.

" I don't know artist or cook maybe?" I said to Max. 

"I hope I become a hunter. They have the coolest job. They get to track down and lock up all the bad poeple." Max said excitedly.

Every little kid dreams of being a hunter. 

A few moments later we pull of to Max's school. 

"Be good today." Jordan says as Max is getting out of the car.

"Yea see you at home." I say as he waves bye.

He closes the door and we drive off to school.

"I can't belive this is the last day we'll ever have to drive to this hell hole." Jordan said to me.

"Ya it's crazy." I replied.

We arrived a few moments later and Jordan parked the car.

Once we were parked we both get out and head inside.

A/N
I accidently deleted this chapter so I had to rewrite it.
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