Dead to me.

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I feel myself being pushed aggresivly into the back of a bus.

"Sit tight "Blue"

the guard spat. I would have punched him there and then but my hands were handcuffed lucky for him.  I gazed out the window taking in the gloomy buildings, grey skies and emotionless people. They'd been given the pill. The pill was a pill made by The Laxtons aka the goverment ruling us all. They controlled us until we caught on, it brought on a huge war, lasting a decade. Which was when they triumphed. The poisned the water until we had to drink it the pill inside it brainwashed millions. Only a few with the strongest minds survived. Im one and with my constant acts of rebellion I was often rumoured to be one. I'm going to prison now and but I will get out. They cant control me. Theyre all dead to me.

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