Freedom of the Wild

Chapter 3 • The harsh outside

Society is like a beast. We can run, but we cannot hide. We go to school, learn new things; put on appearances just to appease others; and worse of all everybody, including myself, is influenced to have a judgemental mind. If only nobody cared about the exterior and focused on the interior. But its all part of human nature.

[Practical]

A week has passed and its almost my birthday. I'm really looking forward to it and I would be overjoyed if my friends could set up a surprise for me... If only.

School's been pressing me down. Homework, tests and peer pressure is killing me. I slept during Chinese class today and I totally do not regret it. Anyway it was the last two periods and the lessons, as usual, were undoubtedly boring. I decided to loiter around the school, searching for something which would fascinate me.
"Nick! Are you going up to see Estee's rehearsal?" Juvita popped out of nowhere.
"What rehearsal?" I asked inquisitively.
"Dry-run for next week's Teacher's Day performance. She's singing, and it's really good! I'm going up first." With that, she bounded off.

Ooh, Estee's performing? I decided to go and watch it. Not only was she from our school choir, she was also a very attractive, close friend of mine.

I arrived at our school hall, noticing that the performers consisting of both Estee and her BFF "Faith" had just begun their remix of two songs, "Price Tag" and "We Can't Stop" by Jessie J and Miley Cyrus. It was breathtaking. I couldn't take my eyes off the duo, their incredible singing, the unparalleled harmony between them was simply magnificent. Suddenly, Estee went out of tune, and Faith sung an unexpected twist of a high note. The mistakes were obvious and I wished they could perfect the whole song. After all, people do make mistakes.

The day was ending like an accelerated car. Silvery balls of fluff hung in the aqua sky, as the descending sun welcomed the evening approach. Structures surround nature, intruding the alluring scenery. I quickened my pace. I couldn't wait to get back home, tired out from the adventures I had during the day.

After a soothing bath I went to lie on my bed, which seemed to invite me with its non-existent open arms. I took a quick power nap until Mum hollered at me to have my dinner.

"So how was your day?" She asked.
"It was fine." I answered vaguely.

That was how I communicated with my parents. They were the old-fashioned type of people, which meant that I couldn't tell them my emotional problems or my feelings; they would just tell me to focus on my studies and not let unimportant things distract me. Technically I was closer to my mother, as she was stricter and we also had a stronger bond. Truthfully, I wasn't exactly close to my parents since they never knew about any of my philosophies or emotions, also because I don't share my thoughts with them. This is because they are from an older generation, so they aren't as deep as me, but instead they do and think of things practically.

Therefore I am all by myself in this cruel world. Conventional minds of people stuck in this order-based society are also sentimental by heart and they will refuse to accept anything they do not understand. I'm the only one who can help myself. "They doth not know." The truth may be depressing. It always is. I can never fully tell anyone about my thoughts, except Ang, because they were born and raised by society and have never tried to break the flow. They won't get me. They'll think I'm crazy. But there is no right nor wrong, they cannot even get the most simple principle of life. They judge me. They judge themselves. I am divergent.

My life, everyones' life is just a tool to maintain this society, this government, this order and rules... I ain't playing no more. I know I am different. I have their secrets. But even if they knew, it wouldn't bother them. I am only one. I'll be outnumbered by the millions of servants of society. But I have unlocked wisdom to a certain level. There is a weakness deep within them, the evil inside them. Born by human nature, it is caged inside, but one day when the time is right, mankind shall pay the price of disrupting nature's cycle.

I can only watch from afar, but destruction will come one day. Like oil leaked out in an oil refinery or engine room, one spark is all it requires...