"Utopia"

actual chapy now

Before the day ended I got a letter in the mail, I knew what it was. But what if I did not want the life the the society is giving me. They choose everything, they watch everything. I'm in a big predicament. I could put everyone I know and love in danger, or I can be basically tortured in a life when I can't do anything. This people choose what I do and don't tell me anything! If they know everything about me then wouldn't they be threatened by me thinking this way? Do they know my thoughts? It would be pretty psychopathic if they did. Then I would pretty much be a puppet and they would be the puppet master. Well, I'm not going to be a puppet, not any longer. I will make my own decisions from now on. Or starting tomorrow, or the end of the week. I need to get people on my side. I laugh to my self. I used to be so, how do I say this, uptight. But now I'm going against the society. I guess people do change overtime.

As I go to get the letter father walks past me, starring at me like I have three heads or something.

I go to the front door... I see a familiar face...