Collection of Short Stories of 2016

The Village

When is something going to happen? Everyone here keeps asking that question, because they are so use to being put under attacks almost everyday. I am waiting for them to finally break and just run away from this place. They think that are safe, but I believe that they aren't. If only they knew what was going to happen to them in just a few hours. All it takes is a few hours for the storm to hit them. The storm is already on its way to the people, and anyone who leaves should be considered dead. They will be found and disappear. Everyone who stays inside the village will have a better chance of living. The village will be no more at the end, but those who listen to the storm will be safe. I'd rather not talk about what will happen to those who don't listen. I will just say that they aren't going to exist anymore. I can't wait for this storm to be over, and to find out how many people are left after. The people will be missed, but that is their decision to make.

The event has now ended, and the amount left should be shocking. The amount left is five people. Only five people made it through the process, and they were the only ones who listened. All they had to do was listen. These people should have learned at a young age that to still exist, they have to listen to anyone that is a higher up. The higher ups have someone to listen to, and they have the same rules that the people that are lower than them. The people that are higher up than the higher ups, they don't have rules. We don't follow any rules, because there are only three of us that can control things. There is no one left that can control us, but the only problem is that we all have to make decisions.

We all have our guidelines that we have to follow, so that our towns are able to prosper. One of us controls the food, and another one controls who dies. The last one looks at where to move the people left after what is called The Storm. All three us can function together without speaking to anyone even each other. We would rather that we didn't talk to anyone. I control the placement of the people, and that means these five people have to be put somewhere that has more people or where they can survive with only themselves. I had a perfect spot for this village picked out, but they can't go there anymore due to their numbers. I can't believe that they didn't listen to anybody. Those higher ups have to work harder or The Storm has new victims to take care of. I can't wait to see what the higher ups are going to do. However, my prediction is that they aren't going to do nothing. Doesn't matter everyone has their time, and everyone below us aren't getting close to that time. Age doesn't matter here. Control is the only thing that matters.