Resistance By Percyous Percyous' POV Hello. My name is Percyous. I am thirteen years old. I live in a two story, ten room house. I have an upstairs bedroom with a hole cut in the window's screen. My mother is medium in hight, skinny, black hair, and she always wears a suit. I don't guess you know why, do you? Well if you don't live in my world you don't. My mother is a dictater. And I hate what she does. I am locked up in my room 22/7. Yes, I only get two hours of outside time daily. She is afraid of a resistance. But not me getting killed or kidnaped by one. From what I know she couldn't care less. She doesn't want me helping them so whenever I leave I am heavily gaurded. No one knows about the hole except me. For a few months I have saved a bit of non-molding food from my meals, for years I have collected money and supplies. Today is the day, today is the day I break out. Jason's POV "Mommy! Daddy! Wake up! Wake up! Please!" I cried as I shook my motionless parents in their bed. Their eyes were closed and their arms around each other, as if they were sleeping. But I knew they weren't. They were dead. "This is your fault. You did this to us. You spoke ill of the dictater now look what you did." I heard as I sobbed into my mother's nightgown. I looked up and saw their cold eyes, full of hatred staring down at me. "But I didn't mean to! I didn't know they would-" "Ungratefull brat! Getting us killed after we brought you into this world! We fed you, clothed you, and this is how you repay us?" "But-" at this they threw me off, removed the knives from their bodies and advanced towards me, "You deserve to die for what you did. We will make sure justice is served." at this my father raised his knife as my mother grabbed hold of me and held me down. "Im sorry! I'm sorry!" I yelled as he brought the knife down....... I opened my eyes, drenched in cold sweat. I had been having the same nightmare for the past six years. Every since my parents had been murdered. They had been killed by the dictater's assassins. A six year old should never have to yell for his parents as they lay looking as peacefull as they would in their sleep, knowing they would never answer...... Jasmine's POV "You little thieving b****!" I heard these words as a stinging slap was delivered to my cheek. I fell to the ground as my brother stood over me. "You took my food!" "Just a little bit! Calm down! I took a slice of bread! You have four more!" I retorded as I slowly pushed myself up. "Wrong!" he yelled as he kicked me in my side causing me to lose my progress and fall back down, "I only have two left. I ate two. And you should learn your place Senora. Keep on this path and you will die unmarried, and younger than a fruit fly." he said as he leaned down and whispered it into my ear. "Understood little cow?" "Yes brother." I replied as I lay on the stone floor and listened to his footsteps echo as he walked away. I felt something inside of me, I was hungry. This is based off a dream o had last night. Not all of this was in the dream just the basic plot. Gimme feedback and enjoy!
John's POV I woke up in the bed just as the sun was rising over the horizen. Darn, I was late. I rolled over out of the bed, smoothed my clothes that I had been sleeping and going about my day in for the past year. Then I grabbed my backpack and ran to the public bathroom. I pulled my toothbrush out, put the toothpaste on the brush, put it under the faucet, then I started brushing. After I finished brushing my teeth i hid under a matress and waited for opening time. Soon I heard the jingling of keys as the first employee arrived, I of course waited a few hours until I snuck out of the matress store and into the main part of the mall. Tyler's POV I was sitting by the empty fireplace inside the abandoned house I called home. It was in a rough neighborhood so no one would be coming in looking at the house wanting to fix the paint job, floors, windows, and everything else then stay. Here, the only reason someone wouldn't get robbed is if, A, no one knew they were there (that's me) B, they were the ones doing the robbing(even that wasn't enough protection) or C, if anyone tried to Ron you you would kill them, or get them arrested. (the only way that would happen is if you had nothing to hide, didn't care if the entire neighborehood was searched and many of your neighbores arrested, and could withstand being hunted by the guy you sent to jail's friends.) So no, no one would be coming, and I liked it that way.....