The Forgottens

The Forgottens

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He pulled his gun form underneath the bed and grabbed another from his dresser and threw it to me. His mechanical arm moved quickly, snatching me by the arm and dragging me out into the hallway, tugging me down the hall to the small pink room at the end of it "What's going on?" I asked him in a hushed voice. "They're in the front yard." He told me, before pushing me into the room . "Get Kyani, be ready to shoot and meet me in the backyard." "Who's in the front yard?" I asked, but he had already left. In the future, there are three classes of people. The rulers, rich, and forgotten. Isolde was to marry a rulers son for her family to gain a higher status, but met another man. A forgotten with a mechanical arm and robotic eye. After falling in love, they realize they need to fight for their happiness and the other forgottens.
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