La Luna The Moon

The beginning of the end

My name is Elio, I live in a place that has very simple and basic Laws. It consist of universe, earth, moon and sun. In the earth, there are two types of people, they are either from the moon or from the sun. I'm from the sun, I have 1 brother and 1 sister. In my world, you can only talk with the people who are from the same planet, we are not allowed to marry people from the moon. We can only love the people from the same planet. We, the children of moon and sun work together to make the earth stable. I was born in Bibury,England . A small peaceful city with beautiful buildings. A place where the children of sun and moon leave peacefully together. I was born different, I believe that there are more things in life than we know. My mom always punishes me for my thoughts. She says that I make troubles. I always feel like I was born in the wrong planet, I do not feel like belonging to the sun, I like the people around me but I think they have boring lives. I feel that there life is completely planned, they all have the same lives, they are born, they study, that work, they marry someone from the same planet, they have children and finally they die, and the same thing happens to their children . I hate routine. I hate tidiness, I believe that our lives most contain mess, beautiful mess and sadness. I have never found a different person my whole life, I believe that they exist somewhere, I just need to find it, but how?, With these simple laws in my life, I will live and die with people of limited minds. When I think of this I feel sick. In earth people believe they will reborn as new people after death . new people with the same minds , but they won't be remembering their old lives , except the people who make sins , there soul will be omitted to avoid that sin from occurring again. Not following the rules of universe Is a sin. I never heard of anyone being omitted. I think the people who will be omitted will be the lucky ones . Who would want to live the same boring life again and again?. I forgot to tell you that I'm a writer. Writing is not a sin as long as you follow the writing rules. I like music , but on earth , even music has rules. The funny thing Is that people don't even notice that they are following the rules. Oh I hate the word Rule, And hating also is a sin.
My story begins in one of the cold nights of January , I was heading to my office for work , I took the train because I arrived late and there were no buses left. It was the first time for me taking the train. Each person on that train was busy doing something, there was an old man reading the newspaper next to me, he was reading one of my articles, an article about cars , an article that I don't even like it myself , an article that I had to follow the rules to write it. For me , all the writings were the same , I'm surprised that people did not notice that. Suddenly we got into a tunnel , the lights of the train were broken . It was very dark , all I could see were eyes looking at each other , among those eyes , there were two special eyes , the eyes that I found something different in them , DIFFERENT like me , (DIFFERENT) I like this word . In those eyes I found my birth , my life and my death. But suddenly the train was out of the tunnel and those eyes disappeared.
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To be continued...
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