Gʟɪᴛᴄʜᴇᴅ Sᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ

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This is a story about a new race, they are like computer glitches.. {example}
I think you will get more explanation if you read the story.

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He stood in the middle of the room as if.. as if he was king of the land, though he won't be that. Everyone is just too afraid to speak what they think. Though even if the mightiest of the mightiest say, "why don't you shut that mouth." That small little boy would just roll his eyes and state, "Say it... don't spray it." How annoying that little boy is... if he states that one more time I swear he won't see the sunrise again. Then again, I would be killed on the spot. How that little boy calls us "glitches" and "mistakes" in such a snicker, I think being killed is worth it.

The king yowled, "Strike!" Then all the other soldiers followed after him. One of the soldiers grabbed me and I heard something I never thought I would hear... the man said sorry. I never thought a soldier would say sorry, my thoughts had changed. I never thought those hateful thoughts again. The soldier would always sneak me extra food at the prison and I would think, "Someone cares." You might call me a fool blinded with the feeling of happiness, but I was a girl blinded with my first love. I loved him so much, and he loved me back. One day he called to me and he was crying so hard... He said, "Run." I listened to him and ran out of that prison. As I looked back i saw my first love being struck down, by that heartless boy.

I am still editing this prologue, I just have to go :l