PROLOGUE

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Sometimes i lay under my bed and dream about another world where there is no war. A world where we are free to do what we want or be who ever we want. Not who the government tells us to be. A few decades ago their was a rebellion against the government. Thousands of people trying to over throw themh. There were roughly 6700 people in the rebellion. They all went to the capital building with torches and weapons. They proposed a deal, our freedom, or they would burn the capital to the ground. Along with every one in it. Their were approximately 2064 deaths in the freedom war and 4578 injuries that were counted.

My name is Cara Willows and this is my story, of the broken world i live in.


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