Window Cracks

▶️The Start◀️

My community was visually unimpressive, being made of grey and white colours. Although it was small, it had gained enough sovereignty to control our people to serve it. It was the first and only exposition small children would be introduced to once they showed the slightest hint of curiosity about the meaning or purpose of their lives, and that was a sustainable way to initiate propaganda.

I was born in the community, and during my time of early childhood, I never thought of leaving its boundaries; I never knew there were any.

This was because my growing life was simple. My relationships never extended beyond my family. I barely used complex technology. I had basic education, being taught by my parents in the home. To top it off, my name was, and still is, deemed simple. I had no worry. My future was predictable.

However, I never foresaw my family leaving me. It all happened too quickly. My father died, and a day or two earlier than that, my pet dog, Pence, whom I got from my father, was taken away. Soon after that, my mother vanished from the face of the community but she left me with a small letter, for a memory, which read:

"Have you ever wondered why a unique person tends to adjust and regulate to their surroundings?

"They want to be accepted by the society and belong, they feel like they need to change their natural beings to resolve conflict and avoid revolution for the sake of everyone who would not care if they died or not. And they believe they are doing the right thing."

And back then, I did not know why she left me with those words. I vividly remember that the only feeling that resonated in me was disappointment in her because she left me, and my little sister, Vivian. None of this abandonment was expected.

We had to go and stay with my aunt, my mother's sister: Trace.

Trace watched our every move, and I was comfortable with that. My life returned to normalcy. After that quick wave of loss, with no form of remembrance held for any of them, I was sucked back into the simple mindset.

If you, the reader, had told me what I would eventually be thinking and doing in a few months' time, I would have laughed and dismissed you in utter disbelief. Like I said, I never knew there were any boundaries in this community, but as soon as I did, my curiosity never killed me.