The Wall (Dystopian)

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*Dystopian*

She looked out at her city, The Wall beneath her feet. For a second she felt powerful before she felt incredibly small.

She felt so tiny compared to her city, compared to the people that ran her city. The Wall was their way of reminding them just how small they really were.

She scowled and began walking along the path. How she wished she could see past into the wide expanse of land that stretched outside of the city's confines.

Alas, the top of the wall was only open to loyal soldiers. Loyal as in brain dead puppets of the Control that knew how to shoot.

How she ached for a breath of fresh air she'd never experienced. The air within the city was always clogged with the products of human civilizations.

It was outrageous that every civilian before her had no idea they were being bred into machines, little toys for Control to play with and morph into their perfect world.

It needed to be stopped, and she wasn't going to wait for some Prince Charming to swoop in and save the day. No, she was going to take Control herself if she had to.

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I don't know what I think about this one. It could have been better. But anyways, let me know what you think!

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