I find discussing the government rules hard because they killed my mom. They had gotten rid of Obama Care and since my family could not pay a $10,000 down payment each time she went to get medical care; she was left helpless. Medical care was for the people who could afford it. That meant the top 2% of the people who were rich. It was very hard for me to say good-bye. Shortly after my dad lost his job and we were dragged out here into the camps. That was the second government rule. If you were an intellectual, but not rich, you had to work in the camps to build the wall. I had to leave everything I had behind, even my dog Lucy. At night I will flip though the memories of traveling to Europe where there were green trees and grass. Bird sung and squirrels ran free. I will fall asleep to those memories but wake up knowing there is no green or animals. Only bleak gray covers America now.
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My American Dystopian World
Historical FictionMy father and I were sent to the boarder of Mexico where the wall is being built. My father has to work in the blazing sun and the toxic polluted air for 13 hours a day. Will I be able to survive this dystopian world? What will happen when I sneak d...
