The door to my room slams behind me, but the sound of breaking glass makes me stop.
“Mamma?”
Silence is my answer.
“Mamma?”
“Run Mae! Run! Go get your father!” My heart races.
I turn and run.
Before I can get to the door, it flings open and five men dressed in police uniforms enter my house. The tallest officer grabs me roughly by the hair.
I’ve trainded for this; I can get away
But even as I think this, the officer shoves me out the door. My heart sinks:
The streets are crawling with police. There is no escape.
Oooh so much story! What will happen next??
ReplyDeleteDystopic to the nth degree. Impressive.
ReplyDeleteso good! I want to know more :)
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