We have been here for many generations, more than any one of us would bother count. We take pride in what we have accomplished, creating this peace of mind. Although many things have been restricted to us, we remain happy and joyful. Everything is planned for us, we do not have to make any decisions. I find it hard sometimes to not have a choice. Late at night, I sometimes hope I lived a long long time ago, with all the wars and fights. Not for the conflict, of course, but for the liberty to chose what you wanted to do, what you wanted to say. I quickly chase those thoughts from my mind, for this place is safe, and as we have been told many times, safety is key. I do find it hard to follow all the rules, there are so many.
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The other
General FictionI was never like the others. They listened, I did not. They did as they were told, yet I always seemed to want to do the opposite. I have wondered if this was an issue or a plus. I guess I could have asked the other, but she, as always, would have n...
