The Briger house was calm almost as calm as if nobody was there at all. The Briger parents had just had a handsome baby boy named Ezra. He was given a lightning sling shot because his parents knew he was in danger.
"Mom dad?" Little Ezra asked. "What Ezra?" His mom asked. "Can we please go to the market.... I'm starved!!!" Little Ezra shouted. "I'm sorry my love it's dangerous out there even more danger for you!" His mom said.
About an hour later his parents fell asleep and Ezra snook out of his little corner. He grabbed the sling shot. He tried putting it on in Many places and then he slipped it on his arm and it looked good. "I like that!" He said as he ran out the door.
The little five year old ran up and down the hills. The breeze blew around the grass. Ezra felt free like he was on top of the world.
His navy blue hair was blowing with the wind. He entered the market alleys. He brought 4 credit chips with him that he stole from a little crate in the back of their house. "Umm sir is this enough for some malookie fruit?" Ezra asked. The clerk looked at the credit chips. Ezra grabbed the fruit balls and ran. The clerk looked confused. He looked at the credits and gasped. He chipped paint of the credit chips and realized that they WERE FAKE!!!
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A Bridger warrior
FanfictionBefore the rebels met Ezra and took him in on the ghost Ezra had a bad past. Read to find out what happens.
