The new world
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Dernière publication lun., sept. 3, 2018
My name is Cae and me and my sister Sabrina are part of the making of the new world. We,and the islanders of Handias, have been told we are the last of human kind. However in this new society women have no rights. The leaders of our island were left a book of rules instructing us on how to survive and thrive and they are always telling us that they want the best for all of human kind. I wish I still believed it,if I ever did, but I know now that it is just yet another layer to the lies they tell us slowly trapping us because here lies work better than bars. I shouldn't even be writing this. I could be killed for writing this,but I have to find a way to get it out before I do something stupid. Before they find out about the secret my sister and I have that could destroy the whole system.
This is a story entirely from my own imagination. Please comment and vote it's really encouraging. ❤
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