Inspiration

Could آپ leave everyone behind for an unknown country? Fighting for your life and the freedom of others.

Could آپ train with fellow soldiers, have the will to push ahead? Through snow, rain, and mud; everything against you.

Could آپ stay strong as men fell around you? Bleeding, crying, dying in one anothers arms.

Could آپ carry wounded fighters missing limbs and crying in pain? Pushed past the breaking point never to return again.

Could آپ run headlong into gun آگ کے, آگ as it picks off all of your friends?

Could آپ kill another soldier forced to fight for his country? With a family back ہوم hoping...

Note: this chapter's from Zoe's point of view.
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I turned away from Ryker. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw ہلکی پیلے, گڑگڑانا Elliot smiling at him.
    I liked Fawn—at least what I know about her, which isn’t that much. But we did a science project together, so I’ve talked to her.
    She seems nice. Well, she doesn’t talk much, but she has a handful of دوستوں who she wouldn’t dream of leaving. She’s kept some of them since kindergarten.
    I glanced back at...

Note: This chapters from Quin's point of view. Also, LadyEmzy16 came up with the عنوان Tales of a Group of Outcasts, so she gets full credit for that!

Also, even if آپ don't like it, please تبصرہ why آپ don't like it so I can make it better.
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I walked into the bathroom and sank to the floor اگلے to one of the sinks. I stared at the ceiling.
    I was starting to doubt I was ever going to get a boyfriend, یا even kiss. I mean, Zoë had her first kiss in fourth grade, and I’m fifteen!
    Of course, that’s Zoë....

My name is Clarissa. Today, our neighbors suddenly moved out, and warned us of the new neighbors moving in. Something like, "Killer. Devil. Wizard." It sure sounded creepy, and I didn't want to meet my new neighbors, but my parents, being their kind selves, کہا that they had to make a fruit cake for them.
In the afternoon, when I met the woman, she کہا her name was Jainzsott. She walked a black cat. That woman must be really bad luck, I thought suspiciously. Jainzsott lived on Devil's Lane, اگلے to my house. She kept her shades drawn, کہا she had two thumbs, and that she could take off...

I stood frozen in the yard for what seemed like eternity, holding that piece of fabric. Could Brett have been taken سے طرف کی the wolves? I couldn't shake the image of Brett being dragged away سے طرف کی those beasts. I went back in the house and texted his cell. “Hey, u home? Where'd u go this morn?” I closed my phone and placed it on the table. The clock کہا it was only 7:00pm so I made a sandwich, mom had finally gone shopping, and sat in the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ listening to the wind howl. I was enjoying the peace, when my phone rang. I jumped off the chair I was seated on and ran to the living room. I scooped...