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My fary he lost his pet But truly, I brought nothing to the world, and was never given the chance to try

It didn’t matter that I was pretty and rich My faned to irl and the Oligarchs only cared about their boys

I was treated like a precious doll, coddled and cooed over, but never dirtied

God, I wanted to get filthy

I wanted to roll around in whatever muck was stuck to the botto around me—

And knew I never would Not with Darren or Kaspar or anyone elseall my decisions for me

I felt like such a terrible person coiven anything a little girl could want and provided as iven the constraints of h they were few and far between and I rarely saw them anymore

I still felt restless and dissatisfied I craved more, or at least the ability to decide for myself

I sat up and sighed, staring at the floor,down around e My whole life was a series of beautiful enclosures

So thumped out in the hallway

I frowned, cockingquietly at first, then a loud bang There were shouts, s, and what sounded like an explosion

My door burst open and the young guard rushed inside

I wished I knew his name His eyes ide and wild and he held a small semi-automatic rifle under one arm

“Get up, you’re with me” More shouts from the hallway, more explosions

It was gunfire

“What’s happening?” My heart raced as I got to my feet

“We’re under attack Stay behind , no matter what, do you understand?”

Screa open

“What’s your name?”