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by Anixa. . 3 reads.

Life of a Young Anixan

In Maxlova, a western town on the Island of Tisaby, the eighth graders just finished middle school: One of them was Yoana Shonne.

Yoana returned home, went down the stairs into the bunker, and put his certifications on a nearby table.
He and his younger brother use the shelter as their bedroom, their previous accommodations have been turned into an office and a library.
He changed out of his school uniform, which he would never use again, and in to a more fitting attire.

Yoana opened a storage closet to put the family gun back. Normally a family of four had a gun, but the rest had to share with other families or rent one from the state.
He used to steal food from the storage closet in the past, although he had been feeling less comfortable about it nowadays, since his mother recently told him that if there isn't enough food in the closet, then the family would get into trouble.
The closet always had a variety of drugs, which they kept in four boxes: three each for an emergency and one shabby white box in-case the family can't get drugs from the pharmacy.

Now that he finished middle school, he had to choose between military and technical school. Military school allowed him to join the military early and get an early citizenship. Technical school paved the way to college before military service.
The radio in the room was talking about another intervention by the Navy in some small and irrelevant country.
Yes, he wanted to join the Navy; but this didn't make the decision easier. The Tisaby Fleet was in essence the vanguard of the Anixan navy - and it required technical training.
He was going to ponder this question for the next few weeks.

Anixa

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