Chapter 2

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I scream and push but nothing will help me to be released from the purger. I look over to Ruben which is too being attacked by two of them. I can't think of what's going to happen next. The only thing I can think is that my death will come in a second. I imagine the silver machete going through my body and ripping me in half.

"Rubennn!!! Rubben!!", I scream.

My mouth gets covered by the purger's hand and I get dragged all the way to the front lawn. The other two purgers drag Ruben too out in the front lawn. O struggle to get up when I fall to ground but I manage to get up and run a few inches to grab a weapon. I was virtually able to grab a broom but for some reason I stumble and fall and I realize that the purger had grabbed my leg.

He drags me in the dirt to the road. I realize that the whole neighborhood was being stolen as well. Im not sure what they are going to do but whatever they are going to do with me, they may also do the same to them. I scream louder than ever. By the time they make me stand up in the road, my lungs feel sore. They had 4 trucks full of people.

Were they going to send us somewhere or are they just going to kill us somewhere else? I don't know? Many questions go through my mind. One truck behind me, one in front of me, and two in front of the truck in front of me. My friends, who were also poor, are in truck, sitting tightly with other people. I also notice an old lady with a newborn baby in her arms. Instead of the baby crying - she was the one who was crying the most.

I also felt her pain. Her pain of that she knows they are going to murder this baby. Why do they this? Why isn't God helping us? There About 20 people that can fit in the trunk and only one more person could fit in. 6 children, 8 adults, and 6 teenagers. I turn my head and see they are taking my brother to the other trunk behind me.

I barely run when I am held back. I scream his name and he hears me. He also runs to me. I run too and we barely touch our fingers when we are both held back.

"Please, please!! Just let us go in the same trunk please. We'll make space I promise please. He's my brother."

I am crying know and I'm to embarrassed to cry in front of these people. The purgers take a second to think about it and seem to read each other's mind and nod.

"Thank you- thank you"

I run to Ruben and hug him more tightly than ever and sob on his shirt. I sit on his lap like we used to when i was little. I'm still attached to him and I see his shirt wet with all of tears. Did I cry that much? I'm still crying a little bit and stop for a while. They start driving slowly and then they accelerate the speed which makes everyone lean and some fall. The baby was close to hitting the road but i quickly grab the baby.

The baby had beautiful green eyes, paled face and remarkable hair.

" Whats his name", I ask the old lady if we were talking a living room.

"Joshua", she says.

"What a beautiful name and what about you. Whats your name?", I ask.

"Mine is Abbigal. And you?", Abbigal asks.

"Im Joseph. Nice to meet you", I ask handing her my hand for a shake. She shakes my hand and says, "Nice to meet you Joseph"

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