SIMULATION DAY
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- Parts 11
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Last published Sat, Jun 9, 2012
It was January 12, 2020, the day I turned sixteen. Once a citizen becomes 16, you have to take the simulation test. I went through horrors unimaginable. Once the my test was finished, the nightmare still lived. I was sent to prison, and was claimed to be a Medtrix. A Medtrix is a person with super human abilities. A natural born fighter. I am weak, short, and skinny. I cannot live up to the Medtrixes' expectations. And to top it off, a gorgeous boy named Flow is a huge distraction. But it get's worse. There's war going on between the Conspiracy and the Government, and they want the Medtrixes to fight in it. The training will become more rigurous. I don't know which side I'm on, and so that leads to one solution: escape. But will it be that easy?
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