Prologue

During the time of the war that caused the colinies to form

I heard screams. Cries for help. Some just plain yelled. It seemed as if death was upon us, but that fact was so surreal because everything had only happened in a matter of minutes.

I looked behind me to see my family being hand cuffed, along with some others. I didn't know what to do. I should have helped them. But I flattened again a nearby wall.

I knew that even though this war had only started, and it wasn't going to end anytime soon. We have not seen the worst of it yet. I scribbled down these last words in my journal before a bomb went off nearby and everything went dark. I did not open my eyes again. Dead.

Author's Note

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