Free
They were here. But I wasn't ready. Not now. Not ever. The knock on the door sent us all speechless. Suddenly, everything happened in a blur. I saw the officer's dog enclose his mouth on my brother's leg. I saw the bitter sight of the officer's club hitting my father on the back, sending him sinking onto the ground on his knees. But I was just standing there, immobilized. And then I remembered…Stephanie was still upstairs in the bathroom, preparing for her first party. I closed my eyes and ran as fast as I could, a flurry of tears racing up the stairs. From downstairs, I could still hear the desperate cry of my family. Why had I been so stupid? Couldn't I just go and get married to the mate that they assigned for me? I just had to become a rebel and put my family in danger. "Courtney!" She cried out when she saw me. "You scared me, what's wrong?" I grabbed her hand and screamed "Run Stephanie! Run". She didn't realize the danger we were in until a few seconds later. But it was too late. The guard was there, grinning his sickly and smug smile. I ran, realizing that she still hadn't moved. I saw her body fall to the ground, her silver earring flailing around; her delicate dress like a fruity pink blossom that was slowly dying out. I pushed on further, running through the streets of Boston, calling out the name of my dear sister: Stephanie.