I remember that day like it was yesterday. Marissa and I were playing tag on the grounds of Arcadia while our parents were in a meeting and our brother were at shooting practice. Marissa and I ran back up to the building that used to be the Arc.
"I bet I can beat you to the gate." Marissa said.
"You're on!" I said.
We raced up to the gate. Marissa got their first.
"Haha, I beat you!" Marissa said.
"Yeah, but next time, you're gonna get your butt kicked." I said.
"We'll see about that." Marissa said.
Suddenly, there was banging on the gate door. Guards ran over and pointed their guns.
"Camille, what's going on?" Marissa asked.
Before I could answer, people with guns and spears and bow and arrows broke down the door and ran into camp. Marissa screamed and clinged to my arm. The guard shot their guns at the people, but most of them were killed by the people's weapons.
"Come on! We'll be safer if we get inside!" I said to Marissa.
Marissa nodded and we started to run. When we got halfway there, we heard a familiar voice.
"Camille! Marissa!"
We looked ahead and saw our mother, Abigail Kane, at door to the building scanning the crowd for us.
"Mommy!" Marissa yelled.
Mom looked at us and motioned for us to hurry. We as fast as we could up to her.
"Mommy!" Marissa yelled as she ran into Mom's arms.
"It's okay, sweetie, you're alright." Mom soothed.
Mom looked up and noticed the tears streaming down my cheeks. She released her grip on Marissa and hugged me.
"Mom, what's going on? What is this?" I asked.
"Sweetie, it's the grounders." Mom said as she pulled away.
"No, they can't be attacking! You and Dad made peace with the grounders before I was born." I said.
"I will explain, but right now, we have to get inside." Mom said.
She took Marissa's hand and ran in the building. I started to go in but I stopped and turned around. I watched as my people were being slaughtered by a bunch of grounders. I couldn't believe that this was happening. I heard scream after scream.
"Camille! let's go!" Mom said.
I took one last look at the war and thought, "Nothing is ever gonna be the same."
