[ WP ] Children exceeding the 1-child-permit are being terminated up until their 18th birthday . So far you 've gone unnoticed and you 'll turn 18 in a week .

***May 7, 2273*** 
 
 Living in a dystopia was bad, especially when you were an extra-child in the year 2273. I had a week until I could be exempt from the law that I have some how evaded, thus saving my own life. Extra-children were children who were a second living-child, a third living-child, or in extreme cases, a fourth living-child. 
 
 I was a second-child living under a dictatorship known as the People's Terran Republic. Usually, the government would find out about extra-children shortly after birth but that was not the case for me. My brother Mark was born in the Martian Republic, which still practices basic human rights. My parents had come back to Earth when Mark turned 6 and my sister Cassandra turned 3 for two reasons. First was to care for my sick great-great-great grandfather who has now passed on and secondly, my parents wanted me to have both a Martian and Terran citizenship. Unfortunately for us, the Terran dictator, Johann Wong, decided to close the borders and not allow any Martians to leave. 
 
 My family had lived on Mars for many generations. Me and my sister, who was too young to remember the freedom of Mars, were the first of the [ Knudsen ] ( https: //community.mars-one.com/profile/6ed01116-2d14-45e2-b11f-cf7d507a7edd ) - [ Schröder ] ( https: //community.mars-one.com/profile/eb47d647-8c8d-4484-b6f8-4af85ba25bb9 ) family to not grow up on Mars. The law stated that all extra-children would be `` terminated'' until they turned eighteen years old. 
 
 Despite having all of the odds against us with Terran discrimination against Martians akin to segregation in the 1950s and having three children under a one-child policy, my family had a plan. We were going back home. I lost my train of thought when Cassandra burst in. 
 
 `` Karl! Time t'go to school! Y'got one week until y'turn eighteen. D'not waste it.'' 
 
 I responded, `` K sis. I'll get ready.'' I then proceded to get ready. I was excited about turning eighteen. I had always dreamed of it throughout my short life. I stepped into the tube and it transported me to school. I got to the school grounds where I encountered one of my friends, David, who happened to be of Martian descent. I said, `` David, how's yer fam'ly doin'? Still ya'g the gov'nt on ther tail f'bein' Martians?'' David replied `` Yeah. But ther alright. How's yers?'' I replied, `` Tha's' good bro. My fam'ly's doin' fine. Times've been tough since my par'nts died. Mark's still raisin' Cas and me.'' 
 
 We talked casually until the school bully, J'kov Wong, interrupted David and I and said, `` EY GUYS! LOOKS LIKE WE GOTS SOME MARTIANS HERE! THEIR ENGLISH IS ALL MESSED UP! GO BACK TO MARS, KRASNEES!'' I responded, `` EY! I'DN'T'VE BEEN HERE IF T'WERE N'T FER YER DI'TAT'R JOHANN! I'S' GON NA LEAVE BUT HE CLOSED TH'BORD'R!'' 
 
 J'kov swung a punch at me and it caused me to fall back. I had a bruise. Being around his height, I jumped on him and used a full nelson hold on him. I rammed him against the wall. `` YOU LITTLE SUKA! YOU KRASNEE! I'LL. I'LL. I'LL GET YOU KILLED, I KNOW YER AN EXTRA-CHILD'' J'kov shouted. Everyone stared at me and quickly fled the scene with David. I first met David in year 7 when I saw him being bullied by J'kov. I defended him but now, J'kov has been bullying me ever since. 
 
 I was in Calculus working on a math problem when I lost my train of thought and- 
 
 *KRASNEES KARL AND DAVID PLEASE REPORT TO THE MAIN OFFICE. GET OVER HERE YOU SUKAS. * 
 
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 Part 2 - Coming Soon.
