Okay, I know a ton of people were all "Omg make chapters longer!" But this is actually more of a short chapter story, but the chapters will get longer, don't worry! Enjoy:
For as long as Max could remember, there were walls all around her house, where she lived with her parents, Jeb and Valencia Batchelder. he always heard children and people talking outside the walls and she wanted to go out too. But her parents told her people wouldn't understand her, and that she had to go inside and take tests.
She tugged on the hemline of her mother's dress, begging her to hold her up and let her see the world.
But her mother said no, and told her to stay away from any other people she might ever see. She told Max to go inside and take more tests.
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Max was six when she first saw another person. She was outside, chasing her ducks that roamed the yard. She glanced, for a moment, just a single moment and saw a face. The face of a boy with dark black hair and eyes just as dark, staring at her with the same amount of wonder as she did him. Then he was gone, and she fell. She wondered for a single moment, if he saw her wings.