Collection of Short Stories of 2016

Hazard

Entering a war zone or a murderer's home is hazardous. Anything or everything could be hazardous. When people decide to see how safe the world can be, all that happens to those people is death. Trying to make any place safer can also make that place more hazardous than before. The reason is when someone makes a place "safer" that means more rules or laws that need to be put in place. Those rules or laws can be seen or will be heard by all those in the "safer" environment.

There are always those who want to the rules/laws of any place. Most of the time whenever someone enforces punishment on the rule breakers they didn't stop what they were doing that got them in trouble the first time. For the most part all that can be done for the rule breakers is for them to disappear into thin air, and that is now the only solution for the rule breakers now. No one knows if they die or are relocated to somewhere new. Then again no one seems to care as long as they are gone, and not showing them what is wrong with their society.

Wonderment on how they could get rid of us so easily for minor or major infractions. There are murders here to someone who accidentally took something from a store. The whole reason that person got caught is they went back in the store to pay for the item. The system is just not right, I mean they don't have a limit on who they get rid of. How do they expect to keep the order when they have all the rule breakers outside the walls they made to keep us out. Nothing can stop people who feel they have been wronged for they will think of anyway to get into those walls to cause trouble. These people are even trying to build machines and/or dig their way in. Climbing the walls has already been attempted, and that lead to people dying horribly. They would be shot if they were seen climbing the walls on the guards patrol.

Anger is driving everyone to violence. There are people out here that don't usually get angry that are now furious. There aren't many people outside the walls that don't care about the people inside the walls. Why be angry over something that a corrupt system said or did when all they have done is release you from their idea of "normal". While out here you don't have to be "normal" but how would I know.

I didn't grow up inside the walls, I grow up outside of them. Growing up outside the walls seems to be better than living inside those walls. Everything that I have learned about the society inside the walls, and I don't want to ever be sent in there. All the "good" things are still terrible. I would walk away from this whole camp and the walls if it weren't because of the food and water supply that we are given. The water should always be boiled first before drinking.

Our water and food supply comes every other day, but we could have it once a week if they wanted. If the society decided not to give us food or water, we could live on our own for at least five months from all the supplies we have stored. Though, our water needs to be boiled, but I am the only one who actually boils the water. These people trust the authority way too much. Don't they understand the people inside the walls would rather see us dead than alive? I am almost at my breaking point, and I am going to be leaving as soon as I have enough supplies.

I need about two days of rations, and then my supplies will be complete. I can't wait to leave for the people are getting more ridiculous as the days go on, and there numbers are increasing more than usual. Leaving is the only thing on my mind right now. There must be a better place than here at this point. Thankfully, no one is going to notice if I leave. Another thing that makes me want to leave is the eerie feeling in the air here that showed up with the increased income of people that were being thrown outside the walls.

I have left, and I don't have any plans on going back to that group of people. I have walking for at least an hour, and it feels great being free, That is until the ground shook really hard. When I did a three-sixty just to check my surroundings, I had to look behind me again, because there was fire where the camp used to be. The fire meant moving at a faster pace to put a lot of distance between the fire and myself. Hopefully, the fire stays where it is, but from everything that I have learnt about fire, the fire will most likely travel if the fire isn't put out.

I wonder what happened to the people in the camp, because the fire seemed to suddenly happen. Would they be leaving or staying close by? If they survived would they be leaving or staying close by? I should just face it, they are dead. No one could survive that, unless they left already like me. They are dead so that means no going back and just going forward.

I believe it has been a whole week since I left camp, and all that is around is a bunch of trees. Sometimes I feel like I am going in circles. The forest is really hazardous considering you can lose your sense of direction very quickly. Though, the fire could be considered more hazardous that the forest. The only difference is that the forest is a slow death, and the the fire can be a fast death. I know I have to keep going due to only being able to go forward from here. I plan to do just that. Well I was planning to do that when a group of people that I didn't know surrounded me. I didn't have a chance to count how many, because I had already blackout from being hit on the head. "I should have checked my surroundings." was my last thought.