The Skywalkers

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No one here knows about Star Wars, it's long gone. Daniels would freak if I told him. Sometimes, I imagine myself back then, experiencing the movies in something called a theatre. I really wish I knew, knew everything from then.

I imagine myself using the slang back then. 'Same', 'this', and others. I read about it a lot. The twenty first century is by far my favorite. So much happened yet, it's been okay. Granted that century was the worst in a thousand but, according to Daniels, it led to where we are now.

Before our time ends, Daniels gives me an assignment. A paper, on anything I want. He wants to get to know me. Who I am, and what I like. I hurriedly run out of the room, I'm writing it on the Skywalker's. I hope he finds it humorous, like I made up the characters.

I get back to my room and Gen is still gone. I grab a pen and paper and begin to write.

'The Skywalker family was one of sorts. They had Anakin, a sort of rebel. He wanted his own way and that lead to disaster. Next, is Luke. Despite his unfortunate circumstances, Luke was a bright kid. He enjoyed his average life on the planet Tatooine. Then, his sister, Leia. She grew up a princess. She wasn't a Force wielder like her father and twin brother. She was average, other than being a princess of course. She is excited to finally meet her long lost brother.'

When I finish writing, my hand is aching. I want to give this to Daniels but, I don't know if it's a good idea. He may get upset if I do. Saying, 'Fantasy life isn't a good one.' but, it is. Fantasy is my escape from reality.

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