The Difference

The Laws of fractaurbem

The war was a harsh period in time, and all of us never thought that it would end. It took twenty years for it to be over. No one celebrated, no one cheered, you saw more tears then smiles. Because world war three may be over but its destruction is still left. The world will never get back the five billion lives that were lost. The world will never get back what used to be a beautiful Earth. All the towns, cities, states, countries, they are all gone and left in place ash, it covers the ground like a thick blanket, its in the air. It's on the remains of what used to be buildings, maybe a house, office, bank, the world will never know. The war was fighting over income equality. People thought peace was the answer. But that was never the effect. If anything peace was lost and chaos was formed. The people that did survive World War Three built a society, this society will keep peace in our world. We choose leaders by voting who would rule our society. Those leaders built The Laws of Factaurbem. These laws are enforced to keep peace so there will never be a war again. The Laws of Factaurbem state that everybody should be equal. Everyone wears the same kind of clothes, lives in the same kind of homes, and gets the same education as everybody else. We are not allowed to get up until the morning bell dismisses us from our sleeping chambers, no books are permitted because they want everybody to have the same intelligence. They want us to think the same. But that's just not going to happen. Even if it is all just for peace. The irony is that if anybody breaks these laws they are sent away nobody knows where but out of fear people obey The Laws of Fractaurbem. But we can never be the same its unnatural our human condition mandates diversity. The more that the system tried to make us the same, the more evident it became that we are different. As I grew up I have noticed the little differences that we have that can't be controlled, they try to make us look the same and they dress us the same but they can't control how we look, the color of our hair, the color of our eyes, if we have freckles or not. They can't change the color of our skin. They will try to to control the way we think and feel by giving us the same education, but I said they try. They can't change the way we view the world, our perspectives. The way we feel, I notice when I walk down the street, some people have a smile on their face, others a frown. You can see the emotion in their face, their anger, their sadness or their happiness. These may be small differences but they are what we use to defy the system.

I look up at my ceiling and stare at it. I roll over to the other side of my bed and look around my white room. I frown in disappointment, this isn't how I would of decorated my room, in one of the stories I have read about the past it said that everybody could choose how their room looked, what was in it and what color it was, I wish I could have that privilege. I would paint it purple, even though that isn't supposed to be in our color system. The only colors that they teach us in school is green, blue, red, yellow, black, brown and of course white. But my father gave me a book and its absolutely wonderful, it told me that there are more colors, purple, pink, orange, silver, teal its amazing or at least I think. I have a thirst for knowledge, I don't want to know as much as everybody else I want to know more even if I have to hide it. If you are caught reading you are sent away to... well nobody really knows and if people think that you know more than the average person you will also be sent away also because it breaks the rules of our equality, my father told me this. My father is one of the leaders of the society and that means he can get things that others can't like books for a example. He wants me and my mother to have a advantage on society. So he supplies us with knowledge. Its pretty sad when you know more than the teacher who is supposed to be teaching You things. I roll back over to the other side of my bed. When is the stupid bell going to ring. Our laws also state we are not allowed to get up from the bed until the morning bell dismisses us. I always wake up before the bell rings, I get bored waiting for it to sound so I let my thoughts wonder, just like this morning . "Ding Dong Ding." I hear the bell sound its tune. My mother admires the sound of the bell in the morning she says it gives her a sense of calmness. The bell every morning dose the least of that for me. It reminds me every morning that I have to get up and be the same.