To the average human being, death is feared more than anything. Arachnaphobia or claustrophobia is nothing to how much people hate death. The thought of one day being so old you never awake. You fall into an endless sleep where no dreams occur and darkness becomes your only friend. Some believe in the after life others believe in heaven. Some people can't stand to even talk about death because the fear controls their emotions and destroys every last bit of self control in their body. These people are what I call the normals. I however am waiting for the day that my heart stops. The day I will no longer have to worry about my health or my appearance or anything.My name? Oceania Horace. My parents believed I would grow up to be as strong and fierce as an ocean. They were wrong. My parents died when I was 6. My father, Lucas Horace is... was a scientist at Mercury Labs. They had the best technology in the whole of Australia. Well so they were lead to believe. The Australian Army that was once as fair association had attacked Mercury Labs killing everyone present at the time. I was never told why Mercury Labs was attacked but I didn't care. My mother, Halina Horace committed suicide on Christmas eve that same year due to anxiety and depression. I was not very close to my mother. Maybe Its because I never let her in. After dad died she couldn't cope. Her diet consisted of pills and sleep became inexistent. Finally she put herself out of her own misery. I was raised by my aunt Sally and I grew up watching the world fall apart around me. The Australian Army had taken over and everyone was living in pain. I was so broken after my parents died. I spent all day in my room doing nothing but sit there with no emotion in my face. Then one day something happened. Therapy.
"Why are you so distant Oceania?" I stared at the therapists name tag. Delila Delvekeo. The room around me was so...therapy like. White walls and white carpet. Fake plants and those stupid little plug in air fresheners. A huge whiteboard behind the desk read the date, 16-2-23. At this point I had no clue when my birthday was and no clue how old I was. "Oceania?" Snap out of it. "I never thought of myself as distant Delila" I hated this so much. The thought of someone being paid to pretend to care about someones problems annoyed me but I had to play along. "Oceania, I believe that your hole perspective and way of life has faded." Time to go now Delila "You don't say? Delila why don't you take that stupid name tag and shove it up yo-" " Oceania Horace clean up your act right now!" Damn it freakin sally. I stood up and stormed out of the offiice. The security guards swiftly opened the front door. Good choice. Outside my aunts car was parked. I flung open the car door with as much strength as I had and jumped in the back seat. I took a deep breath and calmed my senses. I gazed out the car window at the broken world around me. Ever since the attack on Mercury Labs, earthquakes had become a lot more frequent, don't ask how because no one knows. Cracks and erosion in the roads were a normal thing to see. I was extremely lucky to live in an apartment. Homeless people took up a majority of the population. Covered in dirt the homeless lay on the streets in silence. The Army had put every scientist from every lab out of work and without shelter. I despised the Army but they ran the country so what can you do about it? "Oceania, you better have calmed down!" Ugh Sally. I ignored her the whole way home as I was not in the mood for a lecture.
"Oceania, you have locked yourself in that room for 10 years and the one day you come out, you act like time stood still in that room and your still 6 years old. Look, your parents are gone, you can't keep yourself from moving on." Oh no here I go. "Sally, you don't get it! I've tried moving on and it doesn't work. Today was the first day in years that I got out of the house. Can't you just be happy I did that?" Sally looked at me with tears forming under her perfectly blue eyes. Then something surprising happened. Sally hugged me. I felt her warmth, for the first time in a long time.