Gen One- Chapter Ten

I don't know where I am.

I thought I had been following the road that led north out of Berrybrook. With the rest of the borders hitting the sea, it was my only way out of the city. However, there was no way for me to tell which direction I was heading anymore. I didn't have the strength to look up. My head hung as my body steadily drooped closer and closer to the ground. White snow was all I could see. Even my feet were lost to me with the deep snow easily suffocating my poor slippers. Part of me began to wonder if I was moving at all. Every inch of a step I took made it feel like I was walking through nearly hardened cement. The trees never appeared to move. There was no way for me to know if I was making any progress because my sight was so blurry it was if I had water dancing in my eyes.

Gen One- Chapter Nine

I didn't know which way was up.

One moment, I was watching the snowball Amaranth threw rush at me. The next, all I could see was the sky. Then I'm blinded by the powdery, deep snow that flies around me as I fall into it. I had tried to prevent my falling, but the ground was slippery. My feet being buried so deeply also meant I hadn't been able to move them fast enough to steady myself. I wasn't hurt, of course. There was too much to cushion me. However, that didn't mean I was alright with the situation.

Prologue

There isn't a whole lot of color in my world.

There's some blue and bits of brown and black, but otherwise white and green is all I'm surrounded by. It has always been that way as well- just as this place is all I have ever known.

The scientists tell me I'm ten-years-old, so ten years is how long I've lived here. I know there's a world beyond the massive white walls that keep me in my yard, but I don't know anything about it. I've never bothered to ask any questions. I don't really care. That world is not my world. I'll never be a part of it, so why should I get all worked up about something that has no impact on me? Besides, I like where I'm at now. I have a nice room with everything I could want. The yard the scientists say was constructed especially for me is so big, and it has many things for me to play on. Why would I ever want to leave?