It's been years since me and my two younger siblings have seen the light of day, but we refuse to go back home, until we find...
You could hear the gunfire from a distance. Of course. Everyday there had been more police coming, and killing young children that steal. It's scary. To know that if you are caught trying to survive, you might die. Most people don't care who you are, and if they don't know you, they don't care what happens to you. My ears twitched and I sat up with my metal bat. Someone was coming. Suddenly the door to my hotel room opened and my dad came in. I sighed with relief. My siblings followed. I dropped to the floor, my knees shaking.
"LUNA! What's wrong? Do you need some water?" My brother rushed to me, holding onto my arm to help me up.
"I-I'm fine, just got scared. I thought it was them" my voice was trailed off. I was getting too paranoid. The government has been tracking my family and others alike down, and most have been caught, questioned, and killed. Just like what they did to my mom.
I shook off the thought and laid down on the bed. Tomorrow we will be on the move again..great.
