Andrews Point of View.
I have been locked in this house for all of my life. I've never seen the grass or the clouds. Being near the glass windows wasn't safe and it wasn't a risk my parents wanted to have. I wish I could leave but I know how the world is. My mother has taught me everything about the world. Our current leaders, blood they spilt in the battles with the rebellions; the way their so called "perfect" world works. I want to leave and go be apart of the world, even if it means death. Does it really count as living if you're always scared and in hiding. I always look in the mirror and ask, "Why is it bad to look like this" Or "Why was I born to look like this?" Who knows maybe I have a reason to look this way. I have ran out of things to do here. I've read every book twenty times, cleaned and redone my room over forty and I thought about leaving over a thousand. I've decided tonight that I'm going to leave. As it became midnight and I hear my parents go to their room to sleep, I begin to pack my bag.
I began to write a note, "Dear Mom and Dad, thank you for everything. I'm so glad I had parents like you who kept me alive and didn't kill me like every psycho out there. Mom, thanks for teaching me everything about the world and being you. Dad, I'm so glad you taught me some self defense and showed me how to be a good person. I'll be safe and who knows maybe I'll find the rebellion. I love you guys. Goodbye. From your son, Andrew."
I began to exit the house with my cloak. I had been in this house all my life but I don't think I'll miss it much. I pull up my hood and start running. 'So this is grass huh? I thought it would be greener' I run into a town surrounded by trees. It seems nice enough until a guard taps me on the shoulder. "What are you doing out late? Don't you know everyone is supposed to be in early because of the rebellions attacks?" I don't know what to say out of fear but I attempt to play it cool. "I just wanted to...to go for a walk! Right. I went out for a walk and completely forgot it's my bad if you just let me-"he cuts me off mid sentence and ask me to take off the hood. "Sir, I would prefer not to. I try to think of a response but he says, "That was not a request it was an order." I refuse once more and he rips off my hood.
Panic sets in me as he notices I don't look like him and everyone in this forsaken planet. He shouts, "IT'S A RECESSIVE, SEIZE HIM!" I began to run faster than I ever have in my life into the forest. I stumble over a few logs and scrape myself on many twigs and branches. While running I hear the men marching my way and soon I find a hidden cave covered by moss. Finally, I make my way inside and lean against the wall in attempt to blend into the cave walls. I hear the men march by "We lost him! Move ahead and keep looking!" I don't move till I no longer hear their footsteps. I sigh in relief and finally able to breathe normally. I stand straight and put one hand on the wall. My hand feels as if I pressed a button and suddenly I fall through a hole. I let out an unmanly scream as I fall further down. Soon enough I land on my rear.
I look up and feel slightly shook. There are people that look somewhat like me. For once it's not just blonde hair and blue eyes. Some have brown, black, and even red hair. Even different eye colors. Everyone is now looking at me differently. 'Oh no. Don't tell me they're going to kill me because they don't know me' Slowly a woman with brown hair and kind brown eyes approached me. "How did you find us?" she asked with a curious tone. "I just leaned against the wall and I fell down a hole. I'm sorry to ask but who are you people?"
Everyone began to laugh even the woman. "Dear, you must be joking. It's quite obvious. This is the rebellion! I'm the leader. Crocker, Betty Crocker. It's an alias. So I'm a hush hush kind of gal." she said with a wink at the end. She could possibly be in her early forties. But mother always said don't guess a woman's age so who knows. Betty offered me a hand to get up with I took. "Let me show you around, Kid." she linked arms with me and began to gave me a tour. I looked at her and added, "My name is Andrew by the way. Not kid" "Still calling you Kid. Now as you can tell this world is only accepting to few. Down here at our base we try to recruit but it's so hard to find people like us. We also down here have learned to blend into the world above. We have contacts to hide your real eye color and we have wigs or hair dye to change it. Whichever people prefer to pick." Out of confusion of all this knowledge I had to ask about one thing. "Even though it's easy for that to be hidden how do you hide if someone has a sickness or something like that?"
I could tell by her facial expression she was most excited about this. "You see, by how many people we have up there we bring most of their knowledge and books with us. Even some machines. In about half a century or so we have learned to cure most diseases and to stop it at once. Only one is cancer and we are just testing it right now. It's has a ninety-six percent chance to work. When it does we will have a cure for everything." I looked at her in amazement. It was amazing to think what they could manage to learn as what looks like a large group. "Wow, you guys are amazing!" she looked at me in a certain way. "What is it?" she laughed. "You may think I'm crazy but I think you're the one they might have prophesied about. You match the description of every book or scroll I've found and you magically appeared. It can't all be coincidence can it?" Now it was my turn to laugh, "Me? Apart of a prophecy? Ha, I think not. I'm just a kid who didn't learn what grass looked like till tonight", she began to think and soon enough responded, "Well kid, it may take some time to convince you that you're the leader we've been waiting for. As for the time being you can stay here if you like". I nodded and started to walk with Betty.
They soon enough showed me everything I would need to know to go up into the society without being caught. This was going to be my new beginning I could just feel it. I can finally explore and try everything without living in fear. It's sounded so good. Until later where the prophecy set. I wish I knew that because I met the rebellion I would later go through heartbreak, loss, and so much war and battles. That's just another story to be told.
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The Hidden Child
Short StoryA short dystopian novel I wrote due to an English assignment, thought why not publish it and see if anyone thinks its good. but ay you should totally read it