The Purge with Victoria Blackwood: Part One

by Carolina Grace Silverwood

Victoria Blackwood was about to survive through a purge. Will she make it through with her family as a whole, or not? This book is filled with much detail of what happened with Tori and her family when they had to survive the purge. Throughout the purge, the Blackwood family had to do many unwillingly things, making them suffer with great amount of guilt and perpetual darkness.

I ran. I couldn't stop. Never. Because if I did, I would end up getting myself killed. And I don't want to die yet.

The airport was packed with silence but only the sounds of wheels rolling around. My family sat at a cafe nearby; Dad sipping coffee, Mom staring at her phone, Lynn drawing sketches on her notebook, and me reading a book. Everybody in the airport looked busy, but one thing for sure: People were very bothered by the purge which is happening in the next few hours.

The usual bantering in our family has stopped tonight. Come on, Tori. Think of something to say. I gazed at the ticking clock. Fifty-five minutes past ten, an hour and five minutes till the beginning of the purge. "I thought the flight should be at nine," I asked idly, breaking the silence within us. "There seems to be a delay for all flights from America," Mom said, trying to sound nonchalant. She turns off her phone and stared at nothing. "Let me hit straight at the point." I grew tired of this. "First, we all are agitated of the upcoming purge. Second, we decided to leave America to prevent the purge but turns out the flights are all delayed. Third, it's now-" I looked at the ticking hands of the clock, "An hour until the purge begins, there might be a chance that..." I trailed off, but they seem to know what I meant. Everyone was quiet again. I sagged on my seat, but Lynn spoke up. "I agree with her. Obviously, the clever president would know most of us wouldn't want to be involved in the purge due to many protests happening these days, so he might have stopped the flights already, preventing Americans from leaving," she led out an exasperated sigh, shaking her head despondently. "Tori wants to say that there might be a chance that we will have to survive through the purge." I looked down melancholy. Exactly what I meant. Evidently, my parents must have considered that. "Of course we know that's possible," Mom said. "but the only thing we can do is wait."

We waited in silence, constantly checking if the speaker mentioned the flight to Paris. Forty-five minutes past eleven. Oh great. I watched as a bead of sweat rolled down on Dad's cheek. I'm so exhausted. My eyes automatically closed at drifted to a light sleep when someone shook me furiously. "Tori! TORI!" I jerked from Lynn's loud voice. "We have to go. Now." Without hesitation, I grabbed my backpack and luggage and followed behind as Father led. We scurried along the path to the exit of the airport.

The exit seemed very far away. I glanced down at my watch. 1 more minute? Shoot. We raced down the path, obviously aware of the people staring at us. I bored my eyes at the electronic numbers showing on the screen of my watch. 51, 52, 53. The seconds went by so fast I wished I could stop it. A beeping sound from my watch stopped my family down. We're too late.

The ticking hands struck twelve.

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