Unlike most kids my age, I had experience with providing for others. I had a little sister named Ariadne and a mother and father who could never make enough to provide for us.
My family was the only one in faction 38C with more than one child. Multiple children were strictly forbidden by the government. Nobody knew about Ariadne.
Ariadne was six years old and the sweetest, most beautiful thing the world had ever seen. We both inherited dad’s chocolate brown hair, but she got the big brown eyes to match. I got mom’s gray ones. Ariadne brought a smile out of everyone. I wish I could have shared her with everyone.
To help my parents I would hunt. I had a bow and a dagger, and I taught myself how to use them. Rabbits were easy for me. They trusted humans too much.
Responsibility didn’t scare me. For the other fifteen year-olds, though, nothing scared them more. When you turned fifteen, you were considered an adult. You had to contribute to your household by holding a full job. You were punished as an adult if you made an infraction.
No, none of this scared me. I was too busy trying to keep my family fed without getting caught by the Imperials, the government officials.