We moved. I didn't want to move because I had to leave all my friends but my dad got a new job. That was the excuse we used when someone asked us why we were moving but everyone knew the reason and no one liked to bring it up. My name is Beatrice Prior, I'm 16 but I have been told that I look like a 12-year-old. I use live with a family of 4, but now we are 2. My whole world broke down on a bright sunny summer day. Everything was going fine and everyone was in a cheerful mood. The whole town was going on our yearly vacation. We lived in a town called Abnegation. They are meant to be selfless so we don't go to parties, we always have to wear gray, and we can't have fancy food or stuff like that, but in the summer they allow us to go on 1 vacation all together. They take us to Hawaii for a week. Kids like us could play around and adults could surf or have an "interesting discussion" about the so-called "life". So while we were at the airport, waiting for our plane to take us to our vacation spot, I notice a group of people coming through the front door. They are all wearing black which means they must be from Dauntless. They looked like the same age as me. One of them was a girl who had dark wavy black hair. She would have been beautiful if she didn't have on really big burn mark on her face. Everyone else there looked pretty normal except for one of the guys who looked completely….. Weird. He's not someone you would exactly call handsome. I mean, if you saw his face when walking around the block, you would have this urge to vomit on the spot. He had tattoos and earrings pierced all over any skin that was visible. On his black shirt was a piece of text and it read "I'm Eric. If we get into a fight one of us will end up dead but it won't be me! ". Everyone in the group was holding something in their hands that were metallic and shiny. It was a gun! But before I had a chance to warn everyone the dauntless started shooting randomly at families.
When this happened everyone ran in random directions. Imagine it like this; it was rush hour time on the road. Then imagine that 10 times worse but instead of cars their were people but going at the same speed. That was what it was like. While most families were running around in random directions some of the families were staying in there spot, paralyzed. That's when I ran to those families and tried to get them away safely. My mom, dad, and my brother Caleb did the same thing. After I have gotten about 10 families out safely, I saw this family in a corner hiding from the shooters. I did what any abnegation person would do in this situation, I ran to them so I could get them out without harm. When I reached them I saw the little girl crying. "Don't worry. I will get you out safe and sound". I told her. She seemed to stop crying so I took the family to the exit.
When they were able to get out I was proud of myself for saving so many families, but my celebrating didn't last long. When I turned around I saw one of the Dauntless right behind me. It was Eric. He had an evil smirk plastered across his face. "So a Stiff is trying to save some of the families" Eric says to me. Stiff is a slang for Abnegation people. "Well you're getting in my way so I will have to kill you. Don't worry I'll make it a quick death" So this is it. This is how I am going to die. At least I was able to save many people before this. So I shall die happy. Just when Eric pulled the trigger of the gun someone jumped in front of me and the bullet went right through their heart. I was wondering who the person was that jumped in front of me just when the person turned their head to look at me. I couldn't believe it. Out of all the people who could have saved me it had to be him. My saver was Caleb.