Life Of Eve

Bread stealers

There are times where I wander whether the world before us was all that bad. Ive been told how bad it was. I've been told a thousand times the carelessness of humans led to the destruction of the planet. I've heard about the many wars that had nations fighting . I've heard about the deaths of those who didn't deserve to die and the injustice of those who did. I've heard about those who fought for the rights of every human on the planet and those who  fought because of their own selfish reasons.

I've heard about terrorism, injustice, destruction all the bad things the world once had. but these are all just stories. Ive never experienced a  life where I was  unlucky enough to live in a world were hate was just a  part of every day life. I live in a world were people are trying to pick up the pieces from the past. though these events happened thousands of years ago.

 It still haunts us today. The new government established laws that hid every single detail of our past. I am someone who follows rules, is obedient, however sometimes I just want to break free from this lifestyle. Im getting bored, sick and tired of being locked away from the truth, my name is eve and this is my story.

I run down towards the river with my two younger cousins Theo and Freya by my side

"Lets hide here" Theo begins to pull us both towards the cave opposite the river. I squirmed, childish games were just a part of everyday life. I loved to entertain my cousins. I heard Mr Olivier the baker behind us, his pants were audible from a mile away. jeeze he really should lay of all those pastries, I though to myself.

As we started to run towards the cave I heard the loud sirens that came every night around 7pm. damn! there was not an alternative route back home than the path we'd already taken. we'd have to cross the river and I was not in the mood for an encounter with the crocodiles.

I grabbed my cousins hand and began to pull them towards the hill. They wouldn't budge.

"Eve..no if he catches us we are dead this is the second time we've stolen bread from him this week" Theo whispered.

Stomp! We looked up to see Mr Olivier with a smug look on his face.

"Lets pay a visit to your parents shall we." he said.

We began to walk back into our town. I  was scoping all the possible escape sights however Mr Olivier was one step behind.

As we entered the village I spotted Marcus and Dylan my two and only boy friends in this town. Its hard to make friends in this town as they seem to ok down on you when they know you're not as rich pretty or have as wealthy parents  as them. The only friends I have in this town are Marcus, Dylan, Safi and Vivienne we grew up on the same side of town the side were your not nessecrily  poor but your not loaded either, we were considered middle class and somehow  I found it worse than being poor. It felt like a loss of identity.

Marcus smirked and shook his head before nudging Dylan to look at me he also repeated the same act. It was absolutely infuriating.

As we turned the corner to our street I felt my act sinking in, oh no what have I done. this was no longer a childish act I thought I'd get   away with, this was breaking the law and these days people could get beheaded for simply spitting on the  ground in some parts of our country.

I needed to calm down, surely I was overreacting. I seriously thought I'd get away with it. A sweet old man like Mr Olivier what harm could he do? Who was I fucking kidding. im already good as dead.

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