Chapter 1
Lily Anna-Siblings
I woke up to the first bell. I got dressed in my work clothes. Ate quickly then ran outside to do the farm chores. I was lucky it was a Saturday or else I would have been late for school and got in a heap of trouble.
After I finished the chores I headed inside. I found a note from my mom that said
"Going to town for the day watch your siblings."I figured she was getting baby supplies considering she was pregnant.
I'm 12 and the second one of nine kids. My sister, Julia who's 16 was sent to the academy last year so I was the oldest kid around now. After me is my ten year old brother Michael. Then Anna and Eva who are 9 year old twins. Then there's Gwen who's four. There's also a boy named Milo who's 7 but he's adopted.
This may seem like a lot of kids but hey it's the rules. It's also nice because theirs lots of helpful hands to do chores. Kids usually start working when their 4 but don't do the hard farm chores tell they're 7 or 8.
I helped the little kids clean their room. Then made lunch, which was corn and a couple scraps of meat from the night before. "More! Sissy More!" Gwen wailed wanting more food. "There is no more." I said to her quietly. I set her on the floor and she ran off after our cat.
I went to the older kids room and climbed up onto my bunk above Michaels bed. Our room was small but it works. I heard a knock on the door figuring it was mom and she locked herself out of the house again. I opened it but it wasn't my mom.
It was dad.
Chapter 2
Megan- My home
(Note: Always look up there^ there's two different people)
I don't have a home, just the forest. But the forest is my home, I've lived here all my life. So I guess you could say I have a home. What I mean is I don't have a house but I do live somewhere. I have no family but I have Ginger. She's like family. We lived with each other our whole lives so I guess you could call us family.
I live out here for a reason. No one wants me or Ginger. No ones allowed to feed us or give us shelter, because our blood. We both come from mixed blood. Perhaps a Republic father and a Civil mother or vise versa. Maybe a Rebel parent and a non-rebel mother. Anyway no one is allowed to come near us because of it. I'm just an eleven year old girl. Yet when people see my scar they run and hide.
Scars are what the soldiers use to keep track of us. Anyone who's supposed to be rejected by the public they put a cross shaped scar across the side of their face. Whether you have mixed blood or you broke the law. Any of the ways. If you have what's known to the public as a "Traitors scar" everyone runs and hides when they see you. Even if your like me and have done nothing wrong except be born into this world. Your still a traitor to them.
I was hunting with ginger when I saw him. Just a little boy no older then five years. With a traitors scar.
