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Who am I

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                              Who am I?

~Yeah i know that you wanna be Canadian please even if in winter things tend to freeze, we've got the world monopoly on trees and our countries bordered by three different seas.~
I lay there on my bed listening to my favourite song, waiting for some sign that the rest of the household was up. As i was laying there, i realised that i was waiting for something else as well, something that was missing on this Saturday morning.
As i lay there pondering what exactly was missing, an explosion tore through the house, with such ferocity, that the glass in the windows shook. The shock of the explosion was so great that i actually fell out of my bed! "Damn! So thats what was missing" I grumbled to myself as i rose from the floor and crossed the room the door.
I pulled open my door, and peered put, down the length of the hall. My vision was somewhat hindered thanks to the thick, black smoke that was pouring out of the room at the far end of the hall. As i watched, a shape loomed out of the smoke. I breathed a sigh of relief as Lewis, the resident of the room, stepped out of the smoke and looked fine.
However, i couldn't help but wonder, what had he managed to blow up this time to get such a big explosion. It seemed as if i wasn't the only one wondering this because one of the other men in the house shouted "Lewis!! What in the name of everything good and bad, have you  managed to blow up this time?!"
Lewis just smiled meekly and answered "Sorry 'bout this Logan. But this time, it was my alarm clock..." Silence followed his reply, well, apart from my music anyway.
Suddenly, one of the other men turned on me. It was Joel. "What ARE you listening to? I can't believe it!! Turn it off NOW!! I hate this song!!"
I just smirked and sung a long with the chorus. ~Brits have got the monarchy, the U.S has the money but i know that you wanna be Canadian. The French have got the wine and cheese, koala's chill with the Aussie's but i know that you wanna be Canadian.~ As i sung, i turned to enter my room.
As i swung the door shut behind me, i heard John's comment "How can he sing like that?" I rolled my eyes, didn't they realise, i wasn't a man! I was a woman!! Well, i didn't care. It was to hard to try and get them to realise that i am a woman and quite frankly, it didn't bother me that i had been mistaken for a man.
I layed down on my bed after turning my music off. I didn't need a fight this early in the morning. As i lay there, i allowed my mind to wonder. It was the year 2352, in the rule of Empress Janeth. I sighed again as my mind turned to the war. Before Empress Janith, Australia had stayed out of the war and had been completely neutral. Then, Empress Janith came to power with the death of the old Emperor. Now we were stuck in the middle of a war that showed no signs of ending. Then my mind wondered over the men that i lived with. Lewis, Logan, John and Joel. I couldn't help but worry. What if they were taken to the army? There would be nothing i could do to keep them safe. Well, there was one thing...
I shook my head to rid myself of such thoughts. There was a knock on my door, then a slight pause before it was opened. I looked over and saw that it was Lewis. He was wearing clean clothes, but his face was still covered in soot and his hair was still smoking slightly. He grinned and said "Oi, Chris, breakfasts ready. Before you ask, no, Joel didn't cook."
I grinned and replied "Thats great! I feel so happy now that i know that i'll survive breakfast." I shuddered as i remembered Joels last attempt at cooking, the result being all of us in hospital for two weeks. Lewis just laughed and left.
I slid off my bed and walked out of my room, shutting the door behind me. I let my mind wonder again as i made my way to the kitchen. It wasn't long before i made it to the kitchen. Once there, i grabbed the plate of pancakes that was offered to me, which i promptly smothered in mayple sryup. I then joined the others, sitting around the table and eating. For once this morning, true silence reigned the house. We were all to busy eating to make any attempt at conversation.
Suddenly, the quiet was shattered by the high pitched bell that served as a door bell, rang. We all just looked at each other. No one was willing to answer the door and leave their food. It didn't take long before they were all looking at me expectantly. I just snorted and went back to eating. They seemed to get my message, i wasn't getting the door. In the end, it was Joel that ended up going to answer the door. There was a muffled shout and a thud from the front room. Once again, we all stopped eating and looked at each other. As one, we rose from the table and made our way to the front room.
What we saw surprised us all. Joel was lying on the floor unconscious and tyed up, surrounding him was a group of strange men. Men, whom i recognised as enemies because of their uniforms. When the enemies noticed us, they lunged forward. I felt a fist collide with the back of my head. The last thought that crossed my mind before the darkness claimed me was, how did the enemy manage to get here?
I groaned as i came to, my head was throbbing. Briefly, i considered banging my head on the wall in order to knock myself out and escape the pain. However, all thoughts went flying from my head when a i felt a hand on my shoulder. I yelped and lunged forward, away from the owner of the hand. My movements made clumsy by the fact that my hands were tied together behind my back.
Wait, what!! My hands were tied... Panic settled in my heart as my memories came rushing back to me. A familiar voice said sarcastically "I told you to say something when you touched him. You know how flighty he is." It took me a while to realise that the voice was talking about me and even longer to recognise the voice as John's. I rolled  onto my back and used my hands to push myself up so that i was sitting.
Now i realised that i was in a room with all of my housemates. I just looked at them and in turn, they looked at me. Suddenly Logan remarked "You know, you had us all worried. We weren't sure if they had really hurt you. You know, your so small."
I muttered a reply. "I'm fine, i'm always fine. There's no need to worry, i may be small but i can take a hit. Anyway, who gave you permission to call me small?"
I heard a sigh and then Joel replied "You know your small and we don't need your permission to call you anything. Shorty." I poked my toungue out at him only to realise that he probably couldn't see, the room was kind of dark. That fact just served to make me angrier. I opened my mouth to say some pretty foul profaneties, when the door opened. I clamped my mouth shut.
A person walked through the doorway, closely followed by a bunch of others. I pushed myself into the corner furtherest away from the people as i could. I could hear the muffled sound of the others doing the same. The strangers just walked forward and grabbed us. As soon as i felt the contact, all thoughts of the others vanished from my mind.
Their faces were blank and cold when i saw them. I felt panic and fear rise up inside my chest. The emotions were so strong that i sturggled for breath. I felt my feet hit the ground underneath me but still, they didn't let me go. For that i was thankful. I was sure that the moment they removed their hands, i would fall to the ground in a quivering heap of fear.
The men gently tugged me forward through the door way. They continued to guide me down the blinding halls. Hadn't these people ever heard of to much light? Soon we ended up in a white room. The room had no windows and the only door was the door we had just come through.
The only thing in the room was a man who just stood there staring at us. His gaze daring us to try and escape. Suddenly the pressure from around my wrists disappeared. I brought my hands to my front so i could see what had happened. The shock was so great that i started to shake again, my hands had been untied. My only thought was that this could only be bad.
Suddenly, the figure in front of us moved. He pulled a gun out from behind his back. First he pointed the weapon straight at Lewis. Then he said in an emotionless voice "I'm only going to ask this once, for each of you. So five times in total. If you don't give me the answer that i desire, then i shoot and i will shoot to kill. So, beginning with you, where have you hidden our princess?"
Lewis just shook his head and replied "I don't know where your damn princess is. Maybe you should keep a better eye on her." The man fired without hesitation. If there was any doubt in our minds, it was gone now. Lewis went down with a small cry of pain, he had taken the bullet in the chest. The others all shouted in outrage, my reaction however wasn't as dignified. I screamed as loud as i could. I would never be able to forget the contrast between the white walls and the blood splattered over them.
As i ran to lewis, my hands flew up to my head. I pulled out all the pins that held my hair up in a mens style. My long hair tumbled down my back and shoulders. As i fell at Lewis's side, i pulled up my pants on my left side to reveal the birth mark that only the princess possesed. The room was thrown into mayhem.
"Your a woman!!" That was Logan.
"You've been with us for three years and we didn't realise!! Thats just ridiculous!!" Joels comment showed just how outraged he was.
John just remarked "Well, it explains a lot of things."
The man who had shoot Lewis staggered back as if he had been slapped, and he gasped "Princess." All the other men in the room in the room just dropped to their knees.
Lewis just muttered "I always knew that you were to pretty to be a guy." It was then that i realised that i was crying. Lewis was my best friend. I laughed slightly and shrugged out of my jacket. I scrunched it up and pressed it to his bloody wound. Lewis winced slightly as pressure was applied.
The man who had been quiet for a while now, suddenly spoke up. "Princess Christena. Are you ready to accept who you are and come home?"
I looked up at the man and whispered "Yes. I realise now that you can't run from who you are. I will go back and resign myself to being a princess, only if my friends get to go home safely and Lewis here gets medical attention."
The man bowed and relpied "As you wish princess".
Suddenly a voice rang out. "You are not sending us home! We want to come with you Chris. Your our friend, no matter how bad your taste in music may be." I turned to him and smiled through my tears. It looked like my life had been saved from being sent to hell. I sighed to myself as i realised, to my surprise, that i thought of the men as family and that i was glad they would come with me. On top of that, i had finally come to accept who i was.
Finally...
Well, this is what i wrote for my English creative writing task. The theme was identity and we were only allowed to write a maximum of 4 pages!!

Anyway, i hope you like it and i am sorry for any typo's that may be present...

Sorry that there's so much and its all blocky and everything.... So yeah, enjoy!! ^^

P.S (pls ignore if your not my English teacher) Yes, this is my own work!! I handed it to you and then put it up on the net for others to hopefully enjoy!!
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"i layed down on the bed"
LAYED???? didn't i strike that everytime i edited this??

sorry, just finished editing Bec's Hero story so i'm in the ZONE

Paragraphing woman!! XD (yes i'm this petty)