Parakey

I’m a Parakey. I’m rare, our kind are hidden, unseen, unknown. We’re a danger to society. They hate us. The last time a Parakey was outed a war broke out causing many humans to be destroyed. That one lone Parakey survived, it wiped out an entire nation. The thing is? I’m nothing like those Parakey’s, I’d like to think I’m different. Those two single pink dots on my chest so close to my left breast, right on top of my heart. They tell me I’m a Parakey, I’m dangerous. They just appear out of the blue and bam I’m a Parakey. According to records only five of me have ever existed.
I didn’t know what to do. Obviously? I told my mother. The one person I thought I could trust. What did she do? She told the highest of the Hierarchy. Mr and Mrs Williams. Why? I’ll never know. Now I'm on the run. I'm hiding, dodging bullets, I need every form of survival. My only hope of survival? My amazing boyfriend Matthew