First Fan Fiction all my own ideas a characters, I realized it is almost like the Giver by Lois Lowry so credit goes to her if it seems familiar. I will use some of her characters, because my story is in the same universe, just to be able to post this but they wont be important.

Generational

Chapter 1 Just So You Know

Do you ever look at the stars and just wonder? Wonder of who the heck made this crazy world and why we are here. And what is the purpose of our past, present and future. I don't know about the past and my future is short. I just have the present.

In my word we are generational. That meaning the people born in a year all die at a certain age. Sounds weird, huh?

who am I asking the questions to? I don't know, I really need to get out more. I'm just so tired.

I get off my bike. Someone is running up behind me. Familiar footsteps on the gravel then there were familiar long fingers on my shoulders shaking me. "Peter!"

"what are you doing you can't scare me."

" I did scare you" he said with a sly smile on his face. " well peter who else would be able to scare me out in the woods when only you, Albany, and Josh, and me come out here?"

people in our community do nothing fun. The elders, the oldest generation and our government, say we can do anything close to dangerous because of the risk. Being in the woods, laughing, running, riding bike all fun things we are being rebels. There are lots of people that are rebels, but we all still go by the rules, most of them.

It was quiet. My comment must have shut up Peter. He was just looking at me. "Peter... peter...Peter?" nothing but a blank stare. "peter, I am going to marry Josh and follow all the rules and even wear a skirt. Peter!"

" Are you scared Margret, I mean for the test?" he said with a quiet, tired tone.

"Don't worry about it Peter, it will be fine." trying to reassure him when I'm scared myself. He replied with a strange, actually caring voice " But if you score low you will be hated."

Thanks for that reminder. See, each generation is set to die at a specific age. Each generation receives their death age at 17. A male and a female of the generation take a test to see our aptitudes, common sense, knowledge or whatever. Usually the children who take the tests are the children of the head of the elders. My mother is the head of the council.

"We should go back Peter" he looked at me, he still wanted to talk. " I just want to get ready for tonight and relax." "Okay. let's go." he said

"It is time for me to get ready to decide our fates" I said sarcastically "yes and after self emit ourselves into the mental hospital, a normal Friday night" he said. We started laughing.

We hid our bikes in a bush and headed into town.

Short Chapter, I know. I just wanted to put out a small thing to get started.

Comment please. Just know my story is mostly written already and I just want see how the story will do. Its creative outlet. But please comment, polite ones are preferred, I'm new at this. but whatever, freedom of speech lol.

Also sorry for grammar mistakes. Its summer for me so i'm somewhat busy, traveling, blah blah excuses.

remember "the more you read, the more things you will know. The more that you learn, the more places you'll go." leave in the comments who said the quote,

- YAbooks