The world is abnormal. There are people who are called the forgotten and the remembered. The remembered are the ones who were the perfect's when they were alive. The forgottens were never cared for in life or death. They as there name says that they were not as important as the remembered ever were. The remembered were treated like royalty and nothing less of it. They had nice clothing and they didn't seem to have a care in the world. The forgotten had to think about how much they had to save, because they were taxed at least twice or three times a year. They didn't want to spend too much on clothing or ordinary things that the remembered could. The forgotten were the only ones who were taxed. The forgotten were used and lived in the worse conditions.
Living the life of a forgotten had the bad moments, but the good moments at different times. I mean the bad moments happened more often than the good, but we saw how much our parents tried to care for us the best they can. Sometimes parents had to give up their children, so that meant we should be happy that our parents kept instead of letting us die an early death. The remembered seemed to be spoiled, and not actually care about everything they got. They can't say that their life was terrible, because they didn't realize how miserable they were making our lives down here. I wish that they could trade places with us to see if they actually start appreciating their lives a little more than they do now. I wish they understood what we have to go through on a daily bases. I wonder if they would change their ways. I don't think they would. I think that they would become ten times worse than they were before. They will probably end up thinking that we didn't have it that bad, and our lives should be way worse than before.
When my family left that world and became forgottens, it was the best day. Being here far away from the remembered is the best thing for us. We don't have to deal with their taxes or laws. Life is better without them, and I would not go back to that world for anything. Everything is perfect in our world, and there is nothing that has to be changed. Parents who gave up their children are now reunited together, and they are happy to see each other. The mothers and fathers who lost their children to the remembered were able to see their children again, and families that haven't seen each other for a long time were able to be a happy family again. All there was in this world was happiness and nothing more. There is nothing that the remembered can do that would make this world terrible. Everyone here is happy.
