Bella-Grove Valley

Bella-Grove Valley

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My name is Marcus Flinn. I am a new member of the Bella-Grove society. After my family got excepted to Bella-Grove Inc. for Academic Excellence, we moved from West Seattle to a private town within the state of Indiana, named Bella-Grove. Surrounded by endless fields of corn, I will be introduced to endless Government testing, and of course, reanimated horrors. My family is one of 1,000 families chosen to participate in the Government Testing Program this year. The GTP is a Government lead program that tested military weapons on people, for the name of science. This place is a true horror because everything here is so clean and beautiful. But this will change throughout the course of the year. Bella-Grove is a 6 square mile circle, encased within an invisible electronic dome. It's actually quite cool but at the same time, we aren't allowed to leave.. But on the bright side, we have our own Police and Fire department, City Hall, countless Food and Drug stores, a Hospital, two Elementary Schools, one Middle School, and one High School, a huge Court House, two parks, and a vast variety of small businesses including vehicle repair shops, restaurants, small shopping centers, and many more. And of course...a Government Embassy, named Bella-Grove Inc.
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