Momma always told me not to play with my food, or talk back, or whine, or anything bad like that. Momma taught me how to behave, speak, what to wear, how to act around who, where to go and where to avoid. Momma taught me everything. Well, not everything. She taught me how to live, but school taught me my education.
School taught me how to read, do math, understand science, everything a normal education teaches you. My school is nice. The teachers are nice, the students are nice, the rooms are nice. There is no cheating, being mean, bad grades, nothing. Everything is ordinary and nice.
The whole town is that way, really. Everyone here is nice. There is no deceit, lying, stealing, trash, foul language, etc., etc. Everyone gets along, everyone is kind, everyone is ordinary.
Momma says the whole world is that way, and that that's why there is never a new person in town, why no one moves in or out. Because the whole world knows to stay where they are. I used to not believe her, I used to not believe a lot of things, but now I look back on myself and think about how foolish I was. Of course the whole world is that way, what other way is there to be? I know from my geography classes at school that the world is a big place, but that doesn't mean that everyone is different. There's not a "different" to be. It simply means that there's more space for life to cover.
Life is nice, it's fun and good and safe.
I like Life.
Life is great when everyone is the same.
Life loves me back.
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A Completely Normal Life Where Nothing Ever Goes Wrong (COMPLETED)
FanfictionA story about a life that is completely ordinary and peaceful and where nothing strange or unexpected or bad ever happens. A life that has been protected, been through nothing because there is nothing to go through. A life that is not tragic, or dep...
