Seasons change

Chapter 4

I am in absolute shock. I can't believe what I am seeing. There is nothing there. Absolutely nothing. I didn't know what to say. I just stood there, in front of hundreds of people, staring at the empty and open palms of the thinker's hands. Why me? I don't understand. I felt as if I were trapped in a dark cave with nobody there to comfort me. I felt as if I had no purpose, as if I had no meaning. I felt like I was a grain of sand. I felt like I had no purpose. I felt completely alone. It was unbearable. I had no idea what to do. "This is an unusual occurrence." The main thinker said. "You think?" I retorted. Everyone looked at me. Society individuals like myself were never allowed to speak against a thinker, especially the main thinker. But I didn't care one bit. I was overwhelmed by feelings. I had never felt angry at the thinkers to make this mistake. I had never felt sad to know what I will not have a season or a place to work. I have never felt so relieved that I may be able to speak with my peers, my family, and Spade. I was so overwhelmed. I couldn't handle it. The thinker raised an eyebrow. "Can you repeat that please Creccia?" The main thinker says raising his voice. I have never felt so confident. "Yes I will. I think that this is stupid! I think it's stupid that we have to choose seasons! I think it's stupid that we aren't allowed to say certain words! And I CERTAINLY think it's stupid to not talk to people outside of our seasons! But what if we don't have a season huh?! What if we don't have a job or a purpose or a meaning or a destiny in life? What then?" I was so angry, but then I instantly regretted it. But I felt confident even thought I would get into major trouble. I felt free and alive. Everyone gasped. I didn't care. The main thinker finally spoke after he'd clearly had enough. "Creccia Narmer," He sounded angry. "Come with me."