Ancient legends

Fair-well

Author Note: I just want to clarify that many of the things in this story are a problem in today's society, just not as bad as in this story. I am not sexist nor am I racist but to create the story at hand the characters needed to have strong opinions that really would have changed the world to such a terrible state (a true dystopia). I also want to clarify that if you are having any sort of suicidal thoughts, feel depressed or anything like that this story is not for you, and as an addition a phone number will be underneath the story if your going through such events.  Sorry if I offended you with this story, my apologies, but it was an assignment to make a dystopian genre story. so read on I guess.

His fist connected with his face, sending him flying to the left. He tried to get up, begging for mercy. The officer had no care, He shot him twice, then a third to confirm the kill. John watched all this from his bedroom window. He felt a mix of emotions, not quite sure what to believe. He wondered where his mother would be, how she would react to fathers death. His eyes let out one tear, and then he reminded himself that boys don't cry, no matter what they must not cry. As he always does he forced his emotions down into the growing heap. He looked over at the kitchen bench to find his favourite book. Death was normal he reminded himself, just read the book and feel happy, no crying, your a tough boy who needs no one.

He looked at his book, questioning whether this makes him a man or not, but he ended up reading anyway. The book was titled What F****d Up The World. He read the first chapter once again;

Ever since Bolgaran Ravostaki was voted on the 3rd of April 2032 his "nice guy" act dropped. He forced the worst of laws to be put onto the government. When the protests started he defended himself by saying that quote "I'm making a utopia that many wouldn't understand, you may not know why it will make a utopia but it does, this so called equality is garbage, I say the original world is not just what we want, but also what god believes is necessary."

Bolgaran and his biased mind continued to amend every equal rights law possible. Although many people don't know why, Australia quickly followed making this terrible trend, and country by country the equal rights laws were wiped from existence. England was the only country that stood by the equality laws, but when Bolgaran threatened them, England had no choice. Women were treated like they were less than dirt, black people went strait back into slave labour and people that looked or acted in anyway "nonhuman" where killed on the spot. Our world has been nothing but a downwards spiral since. Even people who where none of these were eventually slaughtered by the government. The world has never been the same since. 

John put down the book, scanned the room for anyone near by, then let out a few tears. His father was gone. The strange mix of feelings that always arrives in times of loss arrived. His slow trickle of tears grew into a wave. But he kept telling himself to stop, to stop being weak. Tears were for the weak, this feeling is weak. No more.

He sniffed as the wave didn't stop. In his time of need he heard loud sobs. They came from beyond his window. John could see his mother sobbing over the dead body of his father, John felt horrified, scared but not alone. He had his mother, the one that would protect him against this "government".

"JOHN!, OH GOD JOHN WHERE ARE YOU?" She screamed in desperation, John didn't know what to do. He felt like everything was spiralling down into an endless void of terror and depression. He held onto his book tightly, opened the window and crawled through it. 

he didn't say anything as he approached his mother. 

"Oh my god!, Don't look, oh god please don't look" She begged. John didn't know what to do. His mother was lying on the floor crying on his fathers dead body, begging his son to not look. John felt sick, she was shaking.