✰︎Short Stories✰︎

03

"You belong among the stars Theodisia."

I grew up listening to that mantra on repeat, you might even think that as a teen I might've even tried to question it's true meaning, many of us were told this as we grew up only believing it was a common loving saying, but that's a no for me or anyone else of my generation really.

The United Nations of Earth had become a peaceful establishment making earth a very respectable planet to outsiders who once viewed us as inferiors.

Now reaching it's 1,000 year mark a celebration was around and many of my friends were excited merely because we all felt special, a celebration was only done every 500 years.

I enjoyed seeing the elders tell stories and the young to listen with amazement, the adults organized and handled outside affairs with other worlds while us in between 13 to 19 were able to help set up, greet and at the last day display an array of our best most talented who would be able to travel the worlds in order to spread more knowledge of our existence.

As children we were told we would be gifted with the opportunity to live through this experience. We were rigorously educated on anything and everything we needed to know until we held knowledge only few had. Since then I've looked forward to the special skylight view, as the last day ended and the sun fell to the north horizon everyone would be able to see the interstellar beauty that were the millions of stars and worlds which laid ahead, we were told stories of how someone can almost feel as if anywhere in space was at the simple arms length, at the tip of your nose my grandmother would say.

Only I never really knew how true that saying was, until all of us were ripped from our homeland and taken a million light years away from those we cherished and loved in only an instant. An entire generation wiped from the face of earth, never able to see the beauty of the skylight only to experience the horrible truths that space held.

Now we can only wish to be able to have everything we knew and loved at an arms length, at the tip of our noses.