“Kaja, Mathias! Time for school,” Mr. Olsen’s thick accent left her unheard, sounding like gibberish. She sighed, finally repeating her words in Norwegian. As soon as her children heard her words, they ran down the stairs.
“Hello, Father,” Mathias grumbled under his breath with a slightly less thick accent. Kaja gave up completely on trying to talk in English, giving a Norwegian greeting instead. Every since the 2061 treaty was signed 5 years ago, the Olsens have been trapped in the western country called the USA. Without any family to go back to, especially their mother, they were left with no help at all. The Olsens tried their best to ask the government to get back, but nothing worked, they didn’t even have the trust to let foreigners go …show more content…
Mathias thought, How are they going to even help?
“Well, let’s go there,” Mathias hesitated, forming multiple bad results from his sentence. “At least we could try,” As soon as the Olsens came to Times Square at the red stairs, government officials swarmed through the place, looking everywhere. They questioned every single person that walked nearby. With their guards and business suits, they intimidated everyone. More officials were searching the stairs, closing it and going under, looking for any kind of rebellious life form. We’re too late...they’re probably arrested by now, Mr. Olsen started walking the opposite direction, giving up on the strip of hope they almost had.
“Not a single person here!” “No one knows about this flier!” “I bet they’re hiding under the stairs!” All the government officials kept repeating themselves, frustrated that they can’t find any clues. They probably hid before anyone came, it was just a horrible prank, Kaja started to walk with Mr. Olsen as well. Mathias stood still, unable to give up.
“But we could’ve, we would've been-” Mathias lit up with anger, running to the train, ready to go home. “We should’ve been …show more content…
There’s something else in the text!” As soon as Kaja could say the words, Mathias zoomed to the table. “It says...of 77th ST! We forgot the end, just like the government, we can still get out of here!” We...still have hope? Mathias thought as he ran with his family to the 77th ST, where they could find the last place to get out of the cage they never thought would be a trap. “Hey, there’s people, people that don’t looks so...white,” Kaja snickered, looking at every person near the red stairs that shined in Brooklyn like a large birthmark. “I wonder if it's even...” Mathias started, but then immediately stopped to see the figure on the red stairs. A man waved at everyone with a red sweater and jeans.
“Hello, everyone! Please come in, come in,” A big grin filled the face of the man’s face and quickly opened the door. He sounds, foreign, Mathias thought. Once the door was shut, the positivity on the man’s face was shut with it. Having a depressing frown, he asked everyone, “You lot are here for this flier, right?” Everyone nodded. “Congrats, you figured out what it really meant, you can sit on the chairs,” As everyone settled it, he began talking,
“Hello, Father,” Mathias grumbled under his breath with a slightly less thick accent. Kaja gave up completely on trying to talk in English, giving a Norwegian greeting instead. Every since the 2061 treaty was signed 5 years ago, the Olsens have been trapped in the western country called the USA. Without any family to go back to, especially their mother, they were left with no help at all. The Olsens tried their best to ask the government to get back, but nothing worked, they didn’t even have the trust to let foreigners go …show more content…
Mathias thought, How are they going to even help?
“Well, let’s go there,” Mathias hesitated, forming multiple bad results from his sentence. “At least we could try,” As soon as the Olsens came to Times Square at the red stairs, government officials swarmed through the place, looking everywhere. They questioned every single person that walked nearby. With their guards and business suits, they intimidated everyone. More officials were searching the stairs, closing it and going under, looking for any kind of rebellious life form. We’re too late...they’re probably arrested by now, Mr. Olsen started walking the opposite direction, giving up on the strip of hope they almost had.
“Not a single person here!” “No one knows about this flier!” “I bet they’re hiding under the stairs!” All the government officials kept repeating themselves, frustrated that they can’t find any clues. They probably hid before anyone came, it was just a horrible prank, Kaja started to walk with Mr. Olsen as well. Mathias stood still, unable to give up.
“But we could’ve, we would've been-” Mathias lit up with anger, running to the train, ready to go home. “We should’ve been …show more content…
There’s something else in the text!” As soon as Kaja could say the words, Mathias zoomed to the table. “It says...of 77th ST! We forgot the end, just like the government, we can still get out of here!” We...still have hope? Mathias thought as he ran with his family to the 77th ST, where they could find the last place to get out of the cage they never thought would be a trap. “Hey, there’s people, people that don’t looks so...white,” Kaja snickered, looking at every person near the red stairs that shined in Brooklyn like a large birthmark. “I wonder if it's even...” Mathias started, but then immediately stopped to see the figure on the red stairs. A man waved at everyone with a red sweater and jeans.
“Hello, everyone! Please come in, come in,” A big grin filled the face of the man’s face and quickly opened the door. He sounds, foreign, Mathias thought. Once the door was shut, the positivity on the man’s face was shut with it. Having a depressing frown, he asked everyone, “You lot are here for this flier, right?” Everyone nodded. “Congrats, you figured out what it really meant, you can sit on the chairs,” As everyone settled it, he began talking,