Scratch

I made this alien novel about a boy in a world ruined by aliens, so he runs off to rebel against the aliens. Can't ruin it for you. Now, some of you will say "wow, that's amazing!" And some of you will say "pish, even I can do better!" Now, i'm only 10 years old. Even though I have already written 3 other novels, I am ONLY 10. Ok? Let the awesomeness.... Begin!

Chapter 1

I quietly poked at a bent stop sign with a burnt stick I found under my bed... A torn up, folded seat from the ruined school bus my mom took shelter in after the aliens arrived... I hadn't been born yet, and i'm glad I hadn't been born yet. My friend, tommy, lives in the remains of a crashed airplane that was shot by the alien mothership. His dad helped defend from the dad before he was born, and was still alive. I wasn't so lucky. My dad was shot by a gaurdian of atlantis, which was the underground city the aliens had secretly made before the assault, which was actually the source of all the alien's power. He was famous in the military back then, but was pretty old. My brother Sam was too young to take his place. If only dad hadn't been shot, I would've been born in a free world, with the aliens driven out. A few weeks after I was born, Sam died of a disease that was running everywhere, and so I was left with just my mom. Anyways, Tommy's dad told stories of the aliens. I especially liked the one about the alien mothership, which he had helped snipe down. In fact, he was the very sniper who shot the controls of the mothership! But it turned out it was a fake mothership and really a bomb, and it exploded and he was one of the few survivors but shrapnel stuck in his right arm - his dominate arm - and he was forced to cut it off. So he had to retire even though he was pretty good with his left arm. The aliens were smart and they stole almost all of the metal supply, so soldiers couldn't make new guns or replace limbs. I glanced at an old burnt up campaign poster that said "Vote Craig McClark, president!" in bold, outlined orange with a picture of Craig smiling. It didn't look real, and Craig really didn't have anything in store for the public and he spent money wrong, but he still was picked president of 2028. I knew this from Tommy's dad. That was the year aliens attacked. 50 years after that, I was born. Right now I am about 12 years old, and thinking about running away with Tommy to start a rebellion. I've gotten pretty good at shooting with a barely working laser gun I found, though the aliens can never know. You'd have to be careful, because every day at anytime, an alien sentry would arrive to patrol the area with his giga-wolfs, who were impossible to outrun. Whenever the sentry came, we'd all hide in fear. "Honey? Daniel? Daniel?" My mother came up behind me in the front of the bus. She sounded worried. "What are you doing? The sentry is coming! Get inside!" It was always like this - my mother was a REAL worrywart. I really was tired of that sentry pushing us around, and as much as I wanted to hide, I also wanted to get out my laser gun and teach those aliens a lesson. The giga-wolfs were just robots, but they had one weakness: Their mouths. If you could shoot their throats, they'd shut down instantly. I figured i'd be able to get them all... The sentry only ever came with three wolfs anyways, and he didn't have a gun. He could fly though and his skin was really tight. I still thought i'd be able to take him down if I could get a clear shot at his eyes. But what if I missed? What if I ran out of ammo? What if I tripped on something? What if-- Yeah, I should go inside the bus. I still wanted to teach those aliens a lesson, show them who's the boss. I'd need more than one person to do that though! My mom was old and sick, so I prepared to start taking care of myself. It might even help if I DID decide to run away to start a rebellion. After all, we had to figure out how to live from scraps. How was it much different than going away to fight? Scraps. You know, I really hated my life. I deserved to be free like those kids before the invasion. But soon, that would all change... I knew it would...


Hope you like it so far! BTW I am only halfway done with the actual book. Please rate this first chapter. Thank you.