The dread and hurt in my families eyes makes

walking out the door unbearable. My hands feel as though their being burned off when I turn the doorknob. The door is as heavy as the world I’m about to leave behind as I push it open. I feel sore from guilt and relief from leaving. The kiss of winter on my cheeks and nose it painful and refreshing just like leaving is. My brother is too young to under...

“No! Please don’t take her away!” I screamed out as the robots were taking my little sister Mina away. “What’s going to happen?” Mina said with despair and confusion in her little voice. “I-I don’t know” I said sadly.

I impulsively lunge toward the robot to try and get my sister back. But I’m flung to the ground and squashed like a fruit fly. The taste of blood on my lips makes me fully aware of ...