Between a Rock and a Hard Place

Between a Rock and a Hard Place

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On this day, January 11, 2126, all recreational activities that might lead to broken bones, concussion, or any other extreme injuries are hereby made illegal under the No Harm to One Act. Anyone found abusing ones body, abusing another body through such sports, or supporting the abuse are hereby considered felons and are punished for up to five years in the state prison and must be put on the Bodily Offenders list for life. That is all. Ever since that day we haven't been the same. Our great America has taken a turn for the worse. If rage wasn't put into the now illegal recreational activities, it would lead to a rise in murder and abuse in the home. Streets at night turn into a massacre. Our days, a false utopia we've created in our own minds. Who would've thought one tiny law would lead to so much sorrow and pain. We didn't know it would turn out this way. No one could've known it would turn out this way. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Fei Jenkens is a boxer. It's almost as if she were born to do it. She breathed, slept, and ate boxing but when the Act against harmful activities was placed, her life was turned upside down. Sneaking out to box was fine but after a turn of events she wants everyone to be able to legally enjoy their sport and for her country to go back to normal once again. Will a seventeen year old girl be able to not only face her opponents in the ring but her opponents in the real world? With the help of some friends, an overprotective brother, and a handsome, life-long friend, she will be able to conquer anything. Or will she? Read to find out!
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[# 88 in TEEN FICTION on 14/3/18.] [#5 in angerissues on 10/05/2018] COMPLETED!!! No matter where you come from, your dreams are always valid. RULE 1: Never let anyone under estimate the power of your dreams. RULE 2: Always follow rule one. These were the only principles little Ria lived by. Her devoting and protective nature always came out as harsh and bitch-y. Everytime she felt threatened, her claws came out, ready to defend...to destroy. It's only you who knows the value of your dreams. So, what will she do when her exterminator walks into her life, ready to ruin everything she lives for. She fight's. A fight between two souls. ________________________________ "Who do you think you are?" she asked, bravery seeping through every syllable leaving her mouth. A devil carves fear, and when you don't give him that, he is agitated. "Your nightmare baby." he smirked as he leaned closer to her. They say never look into his eyes...he is evil. Don't cross paths with him...he is unforgiving. Never challenge him...he is destructive. But what did she do??? Every damn thing she wasn't supposed to! Add a punch to the already shaky equation and you'll find yourself amidst drama...teenage drama. Is it right to let these two souls collide? "I am not your damn servant whom you order around, get that straight through your thick skull!" with that she walked away like a pro if I may say so...leaving him staring at the place where she previously stood. When an ego is hurt, revenge is born. "Come on guys. . .we need to sort out some things," all his friends could do was watch; watch helplessly, as destruction planted it's ugly claws into their lives. A tale of destruction, misery, loyalty, friendship, trust and betrayal. "If you call yourself a dreamer, I call myself a dream-snatcher. You won't even know what hit you, little girl," he thought, as he smirked wickedly at her retreating figure. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Has mild cursing be warned!

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