The Trump Rebellion

The Trump Rebellion

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In 2017 the votes were casted and Trump has won. He built his wall and rose to power. He tried to control every single person in the USA. All leaving was banned. All Mexicans and nonwhites were inslaved. The rich ruled as the poor stumbled around aimlessly until, two wacky crazy people decided to fight back. And to do so they would have to start a rebellion. (Sorry if the chapters are short, but I will try to post at least one every day. Oh and I am making this up as I go so any ideas would be great.)
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The Enemy

a girl was born into a dystopian world where two societies were separated. those who are immune were placed into mazes whilst those who are gifted with knowledge were known as "the enemies" and placed in labs across the nation. unluckily for her she was placed with the enemies, known as WCKD. her abnormal intelligence made her stand out from the crowd, especially with no family members. she had no intention whatsoever on the change of the course of her life. she felt betrayed by the people she thought who would protect her and care for her. not everyone is who they seem, right? - (written in no caps, sorry for any editing mistakes - unedited as well) - gally groaned, folding his arms like a child. "a girl playing?" i pull a disgusted look to him. "what's that supposed to mean?" - "he's forbidden to do any building work for 2 days." he sighed, exhausted. i crossed my arms in disappointment. "are you twisting my fucking neck in?" "what kind of punishment is that? compared to that, mine was like getting a pole shoved up my asshole!" -

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