1 ans

1 ans

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Alexandra a 16 ans . La rentré est dans une semaine et elle passe en seconde . Son père est parti il y a longtemps et sa mère et en voyage d'affaire pendant 1 ans . 1 ans toute seule , Alexandra avait très peur . Étant petite Alex était très intelligente et surtout celle que tout le monde connaissais, elle était timide mais ouverte au gens . Elle avait surtout un meilleur ami : Adrien . Mais quand ce dernier a déménagé à l'autre bout du pays Alex a était détruite , elle avait que lui . Depuis elle est devenu très solitaire et ne parle plus beaucoup au gens de peur de souffrir . Ses notes dégringolent depuis 3 ans la date exacte quand Adrien et parti ... Mais par la suite Alexandra sera surprise de voir des gens qui vienne de loin , il y aura des rebondissements de la joie de la tristesse et peut-être aussi de l'amour .
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Guns, revenge and buildings to bomb, what could go wrong? ✮ He came in, gun held out in front of him in one hand while the other was resting on his hip where a sharp dagger gleamed in the light. "Come on out little girl, why not make this easier for both of us. The agency you ran away from just want to have a little talk, that's all." She scoffed internally. Yeah right. Then the footsteps ceased. She peeked to the right, then to the left. Neither direction showed any sign of the intruder. She looked up in front of her and gasped, the glint of steel and smell of death as overwhelming as it was adrenaline inducing, exciting. "Boo." ✮ Murder, accidents, assassinations. Call it what you will, it's all the same, all has the same life breaking, mind shattering consequences - be it for the victim or the bystander. It had shaped Alex in a way no one should be. Broken down and rebuilt into the perfect soldier, one who had the power to change the world, to fight battles that would either make or break the carefully constructed vision we all live in. The only small, minute, really unimportant detail - it's pretty hard to get into a government classified site when you're 15 years old and have a rag-tag team of double-crossing back-stabbers behind you. Not to mention the threat of a world war and ghost hanging above your head. Armed with sarcasm, wit, and a hell of a lot of aggressive intentions, it won't be too long till a sticky situation is all that's ahead of you. Sometimes, running head-first into a situation isn't the best idea. Instead, you gotta play a game. A deadly game where either you have all the pieces on the board, or you have nothing. [previously known as Espionage: double-cross] Thanks for reading :)

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