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Lancer
All I can remember,
walking,
walking,
walking.
We walked so long
my legs would shake.
There was no stopping.
Tomas often spoke,
with the bandits around.
They spoke in English
so I couldn't understand them.
He would often
leave me with them,
while he looked for food.
The bandits were nice,
a majority only spoke English.
But there was one
who spoke French.
Aurélie was the only one
who communicated with me.
We had a lot
of strange disagreements.
Often we argued
about unnecessary things.
They were always kind hearted.
It was never serious,
we made up after.
Soon, back on our feet.
We packed up
and kept moving.
We walked for years.
I was twelve,
when it started.
It was hard,
throwing away what Tomas explained
what were only
his best years.
And yet..
We still walked.
walking,
walking,
walking.
We walked so long
my legs would shake.
There was no stopping.
Tomas often spoke,
with the bandits around.
They spoke in English
so I couldn't understand them.
He would often
leave me with them,
while he looked for food.
The bandits were nice,
a majority only spoke English.
But there was one
who spoke French.
Aurélie was the only one
who communicated with me.
We had a lot
of strange disagreements.
Often we argued
about unnecessary things.
They were always kind hearted.
It was never serious,
we made up after.
Soon, back on our feet.
We packed up
and kept moving.
We walked for years.
I was twelve,
when it started.
It was hard,
throwing away what Tomas explained
what were only
his best years.
And yet..
We still walked.
Isolation.
Confinement.
Dependence.
I stayed to myself.
There was no reason
for me to talk.
The people I talked to,
the bandits,
my brother..
They were the same.
There was nothing..
Unique, about them.
I wasn't allowed to leave.
I had to stay in the camps,
while my brother went out.
When we left
only then could I explore.
But it was difficult
to wander around.
There were those..
Alien Dogs.
I depended on my brother,
Tomas was all I had.
There was nobody there
who I could talk to.
Nobody there
I could cry to.
Tomas was there.
Confinement.
Dependence.
I stayed to myself.
There was no reason
for me to talk.
The people I talked to,
the bandits,
my brother..
They were the same.
There was nothing..
Unique, about them.
I wasn't allowed to leave.
I had to stay in the camps,
while my brother went out.
When we left
only then could I explore.
But it was difficult
to wander around.
There were those..
Alien Dogs.
I depended on my brother,
Tomas was all I had.
There was nobody there
who I could talk to.
Nobody there
I could cry to.
Tomas was there.
I'm Amelie Solene.
Amy for short.
I grew up in Annecy
with my two grandparents
and Tomas.
We lived on a farm,
their farm.
It was a tobacco farm,
so it smelled like
old cigarettes.
I often helped around,
barely getting a moments peace..
then It happened.
I don't know what it is,
Tomas wouldn't talk to me
about what it was.
Alien's appeared,
my grandparents..
disappeared.
It was just me
and Tomas.
That's how it was,
for six years.
Tomas is somewhere,
I'm sure he's fine.
I just don't know,
if I am?
Amy for short.
I grew up in Annecy
with my two grandparents
and Tomas.
We lived on a farm,
their farm.
It was a tobacco farm,
so it smelled like
old cigarettes.
I often helped around,
barely getting a moments peace..
then It happened.
I don't know what it is,
Tomas wouldn't talk to me
about what it was.
Alien's appeared,
my grandparents..
disappeared.
It was just me
and Tomas.
That's how it was,
for six years.
Tomas is somewhere,
I'm sure he's fine.
I just don't know,
if I am?
The room was cold.
They locked me in there,
for at least an hour.
The car ride
was twelve.
They yelled at me
in English..
Until they finally figured
I couldn't speak with them.
They gave me a piece of paper,
had me write down who I am.
They gave me a uniform,
and put me on a train.
They said I was going
to a place called City 8.
More to come when I develop the character!!!
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