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       - Ashton -
       By: greensalmon Date: November 24, 2015, 10:12 am
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       I just started this so this is the "unfinished rough draft" for
       chapter one.
       The brown-haired teenager drove up to the booth. It was humid
       and rainy. Dark grey clouds covered the whole city. The boy
       lived in Ashton, a large city full of pollution. Ashton was the
       coldest city in all of America. Every citizen wore a coat almost
       every minute.
       “P.O.T.L. please,” the guard mumbled through his scarf.
       The boy bumbled around through a black bag and yanked out a
       shiny card. It was a pale white with a bright sun yellow in the
       middle. It represented the clear sunny skies of Ashton, or at
       least how they used to be. The old yet shiny license was the
       twice the age as the boy. It was passed down from his father who
       died 4 years ago. The memories unpacked from the pass haunted
       the boy whenever he had to hand it in. The guard snagged the
       pass away from the boy and ran it through a machine. It came out
       newer and brighter. It was the new 2091 edition license. He
       officially had his own P.O.T.L. card.
       “There ya go. How’s it feel to be a legal driver?”
       The boy grinned as wide as he could without cracking his
       freezing skin, “It feels pretty darn good.”
       He pulled away from the booth. His hand-me-down vehicle was old
       and rusty, but it now held a legal driver. The boy stopped the
       car in an abandoned parking lot. He admired his shiny new card.
       Jared Fisher | YOB: 2073 | Height: 5’10”
       Jared sighed. He’ll never see his old card again. The last
       memory of his dad was taken through the machine and dumped into
       a factory to be melted with all the other worthless cards. He
       frowned at his newer, brighter, cleaner card and started to
       drive home. It was one of the darkest times in all of Ashton.
       The time was still a.m. but the only light came from the
       headlights of the packed streets. The only noise to be heard was
       from the annoyed honks from drivers’ cars. The crowded roads
       were the same every day. The busiest street, Radar Square, was
       blocked off for “city repairs”. City repairs are completely
       normal, but not if the city has been “repairing” for a year and
       a half. Something weird was happening and Jared had always
       known.
       (PM me if you have any suggestions! :D)
       #Post#: 28426--------------------------------------------------
       Re: - Ashton -
       By: Eileen MDW Date: November 24, 2015, 12:22 pm
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       (Liking it so far!)
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