Radioactive

Radioactive

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About a year ago, war broke out all over the world, but this isn't just any war, it's a nuclear war. Nukes are dropped daily, thousands have died. The government is taking defensive actions. All able bodies are being gathered to fight, and those who can't fight are sent to nuclear construction sites and forced to build the deadly bombs. Those sent to these sites our weaker women, elders, and children. So many have died already from skrew-ups on the sites. It's truly horrid. My name is Cara. I watched as my parents were killed by invading soldiers. I don't know which nation they were from, but that didn't really matter, I was an eighteen year old girl without anyone. Or so I thought
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Suddenly a loud bang had sounded as my father's office door slammed opened revealing a disheveled Edward. My eyes scanning him from head to toe as he was now breathing erratically. He looked like he just got out of bed with his bed hair, his clothes all wrinkled and only the two top bottom was undone. His belt was not even clasps and he only had one shoe on. "Edward." I gasps rising from my chair as he ran to me embracing me. "Are you okay? You're not hurt in any way are you?" His voice laced with worry. Sniffing him, he smelt of something sweet even from his messy attire. What has he been doing? I had wondered. "I came here as fast as I could once I heard the news." He pants, his eyes scanning my entire body, flipping me around as he also scans my back side. If it were any other day I would've gush at his concern. However that's the least of my worries after all I'm not the one who was targeted. My thoughts were soon replace by fury. Slowly pushing him away I wanted to yell at him, scold him for not being there. Maybe if he was there then this wouldn't have happened. "Where were you?" Instead I had asked calmly. No point in getting angry. I already have a lot on my plate. "I was...uh..busy." He was busy? What can he possibly be doing that required his attention elsewhere. ***** All she wanted was to live her life peacefully but certain things occur and she realize along the way she is not like any other girls out there. She is something more.

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