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Late Night Narration

     I woke up shaking. I was terrified. I looked around my small, dark room. The air was cold. I looked to the one small window in my room. The window was slightly open. I curled up underneath the thin blanket and turned away from the window. I was hungry but I knew if I was caught sneaking out of my room I would probably not get any food for a week. Or longer. I know people that snuck out of their rooms. It was bad. I really should have said I knew people who snuck out of their rooms. I was taken away from my family when I was 5. They told me my family was bad. That they did terrible things. But my mother and father were amazing people. I haven't seen my older brother in a few weeks. But I heard screaming from the Floor about 2 days ago but I don't know who, or what was down there. I don't know what the Floor is. I just know that's where bad people go. I feel so naive. I mean at 17 you would think I would be rebellious and look around. But if you heard the stories. Let's just say you wouldn't go either.

You see, I lived in a place called Clan. It's a small city in Hantin. I've never been outside of Clan. And really, I don't want to. Clan was a city for kids that have been taken away from their families. My family was said to be a part of a group that trained rebels. But I don't know if that's true or not.

Years ago the United States redid the borders of the states. So now there's only 10 states, Hantin, Cali, Carolina, Dakota, Pars, Coarnmut, New England, Faren, Willtrot, and Boxers. I don't know why they did that. Maybe it's easier to manage. A lot of people say that Pars should be 2 states but it's not for a reason. I lived in Coarnmut until I was 5.