Survival

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: November 16, 2017

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Submitted: November 16, 2017

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Name: DOminique Alexander

Username: SLAYINHOLLAND

Age: 13

Grade: 8th 

Class: ELA

Assignment: Free write/ Short story

 

 

 

 

"Let's get one thing straight, dollface." He said, his acholic breath fanning over the shaking face of the girl. Her bare skin was covered in dirt and sweat, her hair clung to her in sweat strands. "I own you sweetheart, you and all the other girls in this room. Got it?"

 

Ahlani fumbled over her words, her body ached from the constant beatings. "Do you understand!?" A cocky smile slid smoothly over her facial expression. "Can I speak now?---Sir?" his hand came down on her face. "Stupid b!!ch."

 

She spit the bood on his leather Italian shoes, lauging. "Just like your mother Por Favor." His face came up to kick her in her face but the heavy metal door opened just in time. "Carlos! we're requested." The man waited for Carlos who was glaring at Ahlani. "Now!" The two men shiffled out of the room, slamming the door shut. 

 

Days passed, maybe even weeks since the two men came back into the room. She got her daily meals that had crushed up medicine in it that was supposed to tame the powers that flared violently inside of her. She rarely got to interact with the other patients in RTA, she flinched inwardly at the name every time she thougt about it. Resistance Training Area. They used the the patients as weapons, for their purposes only. 

 

Ahlani was determined to survive this place even if it meantkilling people on her way out. She was a survivor, she could fight this. 


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