Prologue

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My name is Wynne.

i am 16, i was told numerous times as a kid that i would have the perfect life. how i was so cute that i was determined to grow up and be a model. how i behaved perfectly. But it seems as if theres no happy ending, you are born into a world. only to grow up, suffer and learn, believe and trust one person to lead the nation. and then we die. we die no matter what, there is no god. if there was a god why didnt he answer my prayers and cries for help? exactly.


It was my 15th birthday, my mother took me to breakfast before my flight to see Max who was on the other side of the world. it was my first time ever being on a plane, and most likely my last plane ride. ever.


"Be safe sweetie! call me or text me when you get there!" my mom shouted out in tears. "I'll miss you big sissy!!" my little sister cried out. I hugged them both "i will, dont worry so much you two.." i replied with a small comforting smile. "I'm still sorry your father couldn't make it.. he said he was going to be super busy with the company.." my mom apologized. 


what a liar... hes cheating on you and using you for money.. but i cant tell her.. sorry mom, its whats best for Amelie..


I faked a smile and nodded, pretending to understand. "its okay mom.. its not your fault or his fault that the company is doing well or getting busier.." i said reassuringly.

 "Last call to board flight 2B, flight will be leaving in 5 minutes." 

I sighed and gave them both one last hug. "ill make sure to text and call when i can okay..?" "alright.. be safe Wynne.." my mom said. "i will mom.. i love you guys" i said. "i love you too!" my mom and sister said in unison. I waved goodbye as i walked to my flight and got on, i immediately texted my mom telling her that i got on, with a smiley face and heart emoticon after the text. she simply typed "lol you dork". And within a few minutes the plane took off. I looked out the window at the airport and the city around it.


it looks like a bunch of ants built the city from up here... i never realized how nice it looked. then again ive always seen it from the ground, never from the sky.


a hour goes by relatively quick and one of the pilots comes on and says that we are a little less than halfway to our destination. i already missed mom and Amelie but i could always call them when i got to south korea. 


A little while later i pulled out my phone and noticed a breaking news notification on my phone, like every other time i swipe it and ignore it thinking it was just a stupid tweet on twitter about the president again since it had been happening alot this time. but i happened to notice that people around me on the plane began checking their phones as they went off. i shrugged this off, surely its nothing bad. of course just because i thought that i heard people whispering to each other. i couldnt make anything out of any of them talking, i could tell that it wasnt good though and that was enough for me to check my phone.


a.. national wide alert..? the hell..?


Suddenly my mom, dad and my friends started spamming me all at the same time. i furrowed my eyebrows in confusion and narrowed my eyes slightly and began looking around, noticing all the other people making calls and getting billions of messages or calls. i started to freak out a bit and turned to the male next to me who looked to be about 40. "sorry to bother you sir.. but do you have any clue whats going on..?" i asked but there was no response, i repeated myself but a bit louder. still no response. i looked forward for a moment thinking.

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 26, 2019 ⏰

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