The only lights we saw from Gaia that night was the natural light of fire. Tyson and Fi were blubbering messes in a corner. While I was sitting on the roof outside thinking.
I had just killed three people, three people! Was I classed as a murderer? I was only doing it so that we would get out of there alive. Did those men and women have children that they were going to go home to but now never will? Have I made a group of kids orphans? Had I done the right thing or the wrong thing? I had helped two people that were quite happy to watch everyone around them die. I had also killed people that were in the same situation as I was, stuck watching the glow of life behind walls while we were surrounded by death, longing for revenge. But had I done the right thing by getting rid of people who wanted to gain the power they once thought they had by murder. I had just gone on a killing rampage to protect my friends. I had taken the life of three others to save the three of us. Why can't mankind learn from its mistakes the first time? We had plenty of warning that our resources were running out. 'But to just grab the 'most important' people of society and let them live their lives in peace while the rest of the world suffers' that is not a resolution. We should have been more energy efficient, we should have made more solar panels and put them to use like the roads in Gaia, and we should have preserved the land and learnt to grow our foods better by being more resourceful. I wish that this world had less greed, less gluttony, less wrath, less envy.
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The Walls that Separate our Worlds
Teen FictionWhen the world started to crumble from over population and nonexistent resources the government came up with a solution. When the wall was first built there were questions but no answers. When the resources started to run low they found the easy wa...
