My community was visually unimpressive, being made of grey and white colours. Although it was small, it had gained enough sovereignty to control our people to serve it. It was the first and only exposition small children would be introduced to once they showed the slightest hint of curiosity about the meaning or purpose of their lives, and that was a sustainable way to initiate propaganda.
I was born in the community, and during my time of early childhood, I never knew there were any boundaries. I never knew anything.
Now, I stand, knowing everything.
Adrianna, Hannah, Trace and Vivian, are injecting the special abilities back into each respective member of the community, as people feel enlightened and overjoyed.
I stand and watch the brilliance. The beautiful brilliance.
I feel matured.
Hannah and Adrianna have extensively explained to the rest of the community about the world. How boundaries exist and how they are false. How there is greatness that we are to submerge ourselves in, in glorious unity and how in that, there is liberation to look forward to.
Trace and Vivian have recovered the tubed abilities of each member of the community. The abilities of those who have died are to be given to their respective families.
I have my ability injected back into my bloodstream.
There is happiness all round, and I feel some too, from within.
However, I keep thinking about the attack when I killed Zelch's authority. If Zelch had taken my ability, what made me do that?
Love.
I look at my mother.
It's because I love her.
I walk up to Adrianna, but she starts to speak to Trace.
"We are almost done. We have all our abilities in, I should inject yours in now, and you can rest for a bit, Fonner," Adrianna smiles at her, "First name basis when we are serious only, Den," she winks at me and laughs.
Adrianna then quietens, and she looks at me for a long time. I cannot read her facial expression. I just look back, rendered silent.
She quickly looks back at Trace.
Trace is smiling, but a sadder kind.
"No, I don't deserve it, Myko. Don't put my ability back in me. I do not deserve it. In as much as I was robbed of it, I was going to rob more, so I do not deserve this, any of this. Adrianna, Den, Vivian, Hannah, thank you all," Trace says.
Adrianna puts the needles down and she hugs her sister.
I can see that Trace has been broken for a long time, and she knows that now she has found the right haven for her to heal.
For all of us to heal.
*
"I don't know, are you sure about this? You will probably cry," Vivian says, as she, Hannah and I enter the Community Systems Unit for the last time.
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Window Cracks
General FictionHis mother left him with words he has thought to not be his anchor to survive, alone. Now, he is constantly confronted by a cold reality which is not compatible with the last words of her mother. Now, he finds himself defying the system of the commu...