Prologue:
'Forever. That's what they said. But it was a lie, because I know now their is no such thing as forever. Nothing lasts forever. Nothing. No war can go on forever, just as peace is never forever because their will always be unhappy people. Always. That's a word, if you promise someone something, always is a true word. Despite my view on the word forever I believe that never is a thing. Never. People will never fully understand, things will never change, and somehow the journey never ends. Even when your gone.'
I am currently writing this in my seventh grade science class. My English teacher would marvel if she read it. To bad she never will. Never. Because jack just had to see me write it - and tell the teacher. Emotionlessly, I watch the teacher read it out to the class in an attempt to embarrass me. Nice try. He probably was expecting some sappy note about boys to a friend across the class. He forgets I don't have any friends. The people in this school are faceless to me and I can classify them into two groups. Bullies and neutral. The teacher tries to humiliate me by reading my note but he forgets, their is no pride here. If their is no pride than I cannot lose it.
If you want to survive the bullies here, you have to do some things that normal people would never consider. Like lock yourself in a toilet stall and then climb over the top and out the bathroom window - into the garbage dumpster. Normal is not a luxury I can afford just yet.
Normal. I heard that it didn't exist in the past, that each person was individual, and that other people respected that. Normal. It's very much a thing now, where their are only two types of people. In history class they teach us how we all evolved from humans. Humans. A so called 'extinct' species. These days their are the Yellows
From the Venus colony, Reds from mars, ect. The people of earth are the Blues. We have not been altered from the original inhabitants other than to withstand harsher environments. But be are not 'human'.
I don't understand how people can divide themselves like that. They seem to forget that once we were all human, one people. If I were to say that out loud or write it down I would be convicted of treason, 31st century and they still have a death penalty for ridiculously small things that are classified as treason.
"We've come a long way haven't we?" I think, my inner voice dripping with sarcasm.
Again with the treason, but hey, no one can hear me because after all the thoughts in my head are the one thing in my life that I am completely entitled to, the one thing in this world that belongs to me. I'm luckier that some, to have that at least.
Some other children have parents. But these people started schooling when they were two. And have been taught since they could walk the planetary way of thinking. Me I was 'rescued' just three years ago. When I was ten. I had time to have my own opinion and view before someone else's was thrust on me.
'I'd always has to struggle and fight and it's made me strong it's made me who I am' that was a quote from avatar the last airbender - prince Zuko.
That quote describes me perfectly. It's my life.
If I had my way I'd be back on the streets rather than here. But I couldn't leave Quill like that. I know she hated that life and I just wanted what was best for her, as her big sister I have to look after her and make her happy. She's all I have.
My name is Ink welcome to my life. Welcome to hell.
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Shadow thief
FantasyIn the dead of the night dancing through the darkness, The shadow thief strikes