Excerpt of Legend by Marie Lu

My Mother thinks i’M dead.

Obviously i’m not dead, but it’s safer for her to think so.

At least twice a month, I see my Wanted poster flashed on
the Jumbotrons scattered throughout downtown Los angeles.
It looks out of place up there. Most of the pictures on the
screens are of happy things: smiling children standing under
a bright blue sky, tourists posing before the Golden Gate
ruins, republic commercials in neon colors. there’s also antiColonies propaganda. “The Colonies
want our land,” the ads declare. “They want what they don’t have. Don’t let them
conquer your homes! Support the cause!”