Somehow I'm Alive

This story I wrote is originally from a girl named Jaslina's point of view. I wasn't brave enough to put that version up here, so I have most of it from a boy named Ryan's point of view.

The story is about a boy named Ryan who is from a family of modern-day slave hunters. At first he thinks he'll always be forced to be a slave hunter. That is, until he meets Jaslina. Ryan ends up betraying his family in order to help Jaslina and her newly found friends escape her slave maser and certain death. Will they be successful in their escape, and will they even end up falling in love?

Created by: Topaz

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  1. (Read the paragraphs above for a better description of this story.) "This is ridiculous," I mumble to myself. It's six o'clock. I've been awake for a grand total of two hours now. My mom hasn't gotten my sister and I up this early since......Come to think of it, she hasn't ever gotten us up this early. My name is Ryan Caroga. A few months ago I just turned 16. I live in a small town in California in a cramped little apartment. In this cramped little apartment also resides my mom and my twin sister, Saphire. Or at least we live here for now. By Saturday evening we'll probably be on the run. Again. Don't be alarmed by this, but Saphire, my mother, and I are international criminals. That's right. We're slave hunters. Whether it seems possibe or not there are modern-day slaves. What I've been forced to do for pretty much all of my teenage years is help my mom and sister kidnap and sell people. What we do is move from state to state finding older children and young teens to sell into the middle east. There are other places that we could sell them too, but for some reason that's the place the my dear mother decided to choose. After we sell them they're mainly used for grueling labor and drug selling. Three years and we haven't gotten caught yet. Although, I sometimes wish that my mother would get caught. A little hint to my mother: GET A REAL JOB. Either way, I guess I don't do much. All I really do is find out information on the people we're supposed to kidnap. Under my extremely handsome exterior is a secret computer hacking genius. So yeah, guess why up so early on a Sunday morning.
  2. Despite how good I am with computers I feel like punching a hole in the wall with my fists I'm so irritated.(I can't do that,of course. This place is already shabby enough as it is.)The girl my mom and sister want me to websearch is named Jaslina. I can't remember her last name. Is it Ronalds? Roberts? Rowe! That's what it is! Her name is Jaslina Rowe! "Ryan, my son, do you have all of the information that I'm in need of?" asks my mother from the kitchen. Angrily, I run my fingers through my jet black hair; It's a habit that I've formed over the years. "I'm doing the best I can, mother!" She tisk-tisked at me. "Why are you so useless? Be more like Saphire! Must we do everything?" I hear her stomp off into her bedroom and slam the door shut. Sure her and Saphire get rooms, and I get the couch! Taking a deep breath I type in the next website on our family's laptop. Just when I think I have all of the information needed on Jaslina I have to look up something new. Mimicking my mom's voice I say, "Ryan, dear, what church does Jaslina go to?" I switch back to my voice. "Gee, I don't know mom. Are we actually selling a Christian to a man from the middle east?" Switching back to my mom's voice I say, "I don't care if she's christian, buddist, or a pagan! I just want her sold!"
  3. (It's no wonder my mother and aren't friends. If I knew my father I'd go live with him.) Finally the website for "One Faith Church of God pops up. A picture of a clean shaven man in his thirties pops up. He has short blonde hair and rectangular framed glasses. I'm about to start my search on this church, but instead shut down the computer and slide it back into it's hiding place at the top of the closet inside of my mom's fake sewing kit. One more search this early in the morning and my brain will burst. Sighing I enter the kitchen. Expecting me to do searches on every church in town in one morning is a crime agains humanity.
  4. I steal the scrambled eggs that my mom was cooking off of the stove top and eat them all. Even if it makes mom angry at me I know that Saphire won't mind. She's afraid that eating a peice of toast will make her gain wieight. I throw the pan in the sink and head out the door. At first I'm not sure where I'll go this early in the morning, but then I think of my buddy Kain. What time is it 6:30? He's probably awake getting ready to take a jog. Yeah, I know he's wierd. However, I have to go somewhere to stay away from my family. I've told Kain that I don't get along with my mother, and that I don't get a lot of sleep sometimes. If I get lucky, he'll let me sleep on the couch in the living room while he's out jogging 12 miles.
  5. ***NEXT MORNING*** BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! The bus is at the end of our driveway. "Hurry up, Saphire! The bus is here!" I yell from the front door. "Alright, let me grab my mascara!" "What do you mean? I thought you used it all." "What are you talking about? I just got this tube of mascara yesterday." "That's my point." Right when I'm about to step out the door Saphire runs from her room, (the room I should have!) and cuts in front of me. "Ladies first," she says flipping her hair. It's days like these that I want to sneak into the girls locker room during her PE class and exchange her clothes for sweatpants and a sweat shirt. Today Saphire is wearing tight red spagetti straps and little tiny short shorts. In an attempt to bring her look togehther she has her long black hair straightend. To sum up my sister personality wise, she's mean, cruel, ruins people's reputations, and much more.
  6. For some reason though people still like Saphire; she's one of the popular girls. Well, I guess I don't have the right to judge Saphire. I'm just as mean, cruel, deceptive, and as popular as she is. The only difference between us is that I don't do it all just for the fun of it. For me, it's about survival. It's not like I don't want to be nicer acting, it's just that I can't for survival purposes. I force myself from my thoughts. There's only 5 days of school left until the last day of school. Saphire walks onto the bus like she's on a runway. Really, she enjoys all of the attention she gets from my drooling friends. Or course I can understand that. Sapphire's friends feel the same way about me so we call it even. While I'm walking down the aisle of the bus I catch a glimps of Jaslina. I don't know whether or not I mentioned this, but Jaslina Rowe goes to our school. For some reason seeing Jaslina feels like a punch in the gut. By Saturday her whole life will be in shambles and she doesn't even know it
  7. Jaslina isn't popular. In fact, she's kind of a dork. Still she's very pretty. She's even prettier than some of Sapphire's friends. She has long, wavy, blonde hair and beautiful blue eyes. By what I've seen of her, she's got a wonderful personality. She's always smiling and laughing with her best friend Lilia. Saphire and her friends actually make fun of Jaslina. Why, I have no idea.
  8. ***Jaslina's Point of View*** "Lily, why is Ryan Caroga staring at me?" I ask my friend. Ryan has been standing there forever it seems like. "I don't know. Do you want me to hit that jerk with my butter sock?" It took me a minute to get the joke. "Lily, you don't have a butter sock. You watch way too much iCarly." Lily laughs. "I know, but I still want to punch him." To Ryan she says,"Ryan, what's wrong with you? You act like you've never seen a blonde before? Get lost!" I wince back in fear expecting him to hit her. Instead he surprises me. "Oh,sorry. I'll go sit down." We exchange surprised glances. Both of us are rendered speechless. Finally I say, "Wow. That was wierd. Anyway,are you coming over on Saturday? You wouldn't want to miss my birthday." "You know I'd never miss that. What kind of beer should I bring." I laugh. "Lily it isn't funny. You know I don't drink, and I don't do partying." "You know I was just kidding. We're both a couple of church girls. We don't need any of that stuff." "You know we don't. None of it matters. All I know is that my 16th birthday is going to be awesome."
  9. Well that is all. I hope you enjoyed it.
  10. Please leave some comments. I'm not sure about whether or not I'll make a second one, so I need some oppinions.

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