Chapter One : Humble River ....

Dirt  .... every where i seem to look it's just dirt   the walls are made of dirt and  stone   vines jut out from the walls  snaking  thier way up towards  the light .... only skim .... from the huge hole in the sky ...

or  well mother tells me its not the actual "sky"   its just  the hole leads up to the sky   she tells me  stories  about  what the sky looked like in "her time"   it was a bright soft blue  with white clouds ... ive never seen clouds before since the hole  is  to high up for any  one to see them .... she tells me ...

that our ansistors  would gaze up at the sky all day and night   walk out  in it during the rain ....

and some times the sky would change colors ....  sadly  i think at times mother is  a bit off  ...

in her own head ...  heh we are the same ....   at night when i was  younger  she would  also say that "in the time of people  thier where buildings that  towored   so high they could touch the sky its self !   that  there where many of people  billions!  in the world of diffrent shape color and hieght  and they would "drive " with "cars"  i've seen one ! as a matter of fact ive seen a few of these   mechinces  from great great grandma  ...

grandma ....  she was so smart and strong  my mother really looked up to her ...

people think we are  crazy   and stupid  ....  saying things like that  doesn't exist any more ....

and why should they lisitn to some girl who has a crazy family and ....no father ....

mother  said that my father is gone  .... so it is just me and mother and grand ma ....

and this dirt and vines  and stone .....

with these people   we grow our own food  and  even have a few animals   ....

i well confess i've never been to the surface ... ever  people say it is very dangerous  ....  unspeakable things live up there unknown  fear  .....  but  ... for some reason i am not really that scared .....

grandma said once that  people fear what they don't understand ........

mother ...doesn't talk much about it   gandma told me   to be carful with mother about the surface ...

she has a illness ... and she needs medicine to control it   so does grandma .....

though i am perfectly fine  and healthy ....

i've never got sick much   .... and i am very smart   i love to read  about many things ....

people tend to look down up on that  ....  saying "what  are books going to do  will they put food on the table  well they keep you warm when your cold !"

working around here is more important    instead of reading most of the time in school  we are taught  how to farm and  raise  cattle  and cook  the girls are taught how to make clothes  ...

i dont really ,,, like this life .... mother and grandma  understand but then again they tell me its safe ...

safe is good for me  its better  to just live in my head ....

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"hun wake up its time for school..."

".... hun you need to get up ...."

".... dont make me get grand ma!"

I bolt up right ! the sleep from my eyes  still there but i try to get up faster and end up tripping over my blanket .... shit ! that hurt .....

" hey dont cuss !  would would your gandma think of that "