Raven
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Everybody knows stories where the citizens rebel against the government, but have you ever heard a story when the roles are reversed? It is 2056 and a normal life would consist of hiding from the opposite group or surviving on your own. People are corrupt and always thinking of power or money or something that would make them better than someone else. Everyone only thinks for themselves and many die because of this. People only socialise with their group and most are always trying to harm the other group. There are some from neither group but most have decided to die then watch as their world suffers. My name is Dawn Bailey and that is how I live. I live alone. The government crashed and burned and the citizens took over. I was a double agent till both groups found out. Now I am on the run and living on the run is hard. I miss my family and friends, eventhough I don't think they miss me. I am a fugitive, a rogue or rascal as some would call me. I haven't got a single connection or way of contacting my family and friends. I have got a reward on my head and trust me that isn't easy. My family is with the government, my friends the citizens and me, well as I said before, I am alone. I hate being alone, no one to lend you a shoulder or make you feel better when you are sad. Though that isn't the worst part because I stick out like a sore thumb. My black hair and blue eyes seem to always give me away because no one else, that I have seen, has these features. Whenever I settle down I am on the run again, never stopping or looking back, just surviving. I am alone in a world that I would rather not live in and what is worse is that it seems that I don't exist.
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I live in a world where I am nameless. I live in a world where I do not matter except or unless I am owned by someone. I do not have rights, freedoms, joys, wishes, or aspirations. I am property. I was born and raised to belong to someone that will one day take me away like the fairy tale stories that I listened to everyday in the house I live in. I prayed every night that a handsome prince would come and take me to live in his castle just like in the books. I prayed that I would be a princess and have a kingdom just like in the books. But I was never told that the books were all lies. I was never told the true reason why I was a well sought after commodity. I was never told that I am not the only one like me. When I found out it was too late to save myself. To think and in less than 4 days I will be taken away from my current home and be in a home of my own. I sat on the simple wooden bed hoping that my owner was nice and kind. I hated to think about some of the stories that I heard about the other girls like me. I hated thinking about being exterminated because I made my owner unhappy. I thought to myself that I would try real hard to keep him happy. I remember the covenant of rules that would keep me and my owner happy. I would need to follow five rules. 1. Always obey my owner. 2. Always be available to my owner. 3. Never talk back. 4. Always agree with my owner. 5. I am not human so I cannot do human things. I wondered how pretty human women were. I was so nervous about my departure I nearly refused to leave my room. I could leave if there wasn’t anything wrong with me physically. I remember the den mother telling me not to do anything that would cause a refund or else I would be exterminated upon refund. My new owner had thirty days to return me. If he returned me and no one else was interested I would be exterminated. I would be killed because it would be thought that I was defective and no one would want a defective product.

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