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Cameron MacKenzieLoading...
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We sat there laughing and reminiscing about the years we spent together at our dinner table, sad that one of us had to leave. We had all grown up at this orphanage on the side of a huge hill surrounded by a wall and had lived all our lives together, but today Maya turned 14, and as it was well known, once you turned 14 you were shipped off to your owner and never seen or heard from again. Our Mother announced we would soon need to say our goodbyes before she took Maya to the bridge. Maya stood up on the table and yelled out: “I’ll miss all of you guys, I promise I’ll send you letters when I can.” I turned to Thomas, “Don’t you think it’s strange none of the older kids ever sent us letters? It’s like they forgot about us as soon as they left.” I walked up to Maya and gave her a box that held it in multiple pictures of all of us together. Mother announced it was time to leave, and tears welled up in my eyes as she walked out the door.
Around 5 minutes had passed when I noticed she’d left my gift on the table, and I yelled to Thomas: “Hey Thomas! Maya left our gift. Do you think we should run after her and give it to her?” Thomas looked at me with a look of curiosity: “You know, I’ve always wondered what it looks like inside the bridge. I bet if we’re quick we can make it!” We ran out the front door and rapidly approached the dark bridge. Thomas’s steps became slower and slower as we approached, and I could tell he was becoming worried. ‘You know we’re not supposed to go near the bridge. I’m worried Mom will punish us.” ‘Whatever, I replied, ' I'm really curious and I want to see what it looks like past the gate. We jumped the locked gate and walked into the middle of the bridge, but there was nobody there but this big truck. An unidentifiable dark liquid was dripping down from the ceiling and the air felt thick. We could tell something was off. I yelled out: “Mom, Maya? You forgot your gift so we brought it for you!” But nobody responded. As I was yelling out, Thomas walked to the back of the truck and threw open the trunk. His eyes bulged out of their sockets with the look of something incomprehensible. He immediately threw up and sobbed quietly, too shocked to say anything. Curious, I walked towards him and peeked into the trunk, and what I saw would change my life forever as I was staring at every single piece of Maya’s body, dissected and classified into bottles with a strange blue substance preserving them. I turned to Thomas, “We need to get out of here.”
Around 5 minutes had passed when I noticed she’d left my gift on the table, and I yelled to Thomas: “Hey Thomas! Maya left our gift. Do you think we should run after her and give it to her?” Thomas looked at me with a look of curiosity: “You know, I’ve always wondered what it looks like inside the bridge. I bet if we’re quick we can make it!” We ran out the front door and rapidly approached the dark bridge. Thomas’s steps became slower and slower as we approached, and I could tell he was becoming worried. ‘You know we’re not supposed to go near the bridge. I’m worried Mom will punish us.” ‘Whatever, I replied, ' I'm really curious and I want to see what it looks like past the gate. We jumped the locked gate and walked into the middle of the bridge, but there was nobody there but this big truck. An unidentifiable dark liquid was dripping down from the ceiling and the air felt thick. We could tell something was off. I yelled out: “Mom, Maya? You forgot your gift so we brought it for you!” But nobody responded. As I was yelling out, Thomas walked to the back of the truck and threw open the trunk. His eyes bulged out of their sockets with the look of something incomprehensible. He immediately threw up and sobbed quietly, too shocked to say anything. Curious, I walked towards him and peeked into the trunk, and what I saw would change my life forever as I was staring at every single piece of Maya’s body, dissected and classified into bottles with a strange blue substance preserving them. I turned to Thomas, “We need to get out of here.”
