Survivor's Guilt Book 1 The Breaking Of An Old System

Chapter 1: "Sid" To Make Society Pure

Present Time, October 25, 2008.

I felt a great passionate voice lingering up inside of me, "To make the society pure, every nation needs a pure reformer. He or she can observe the society closely and can initiate the steps necessary to change society. There must be someone who has a desire to end the cycle of poverty and corruption. There has always been a balance between doing right and wrong as both have their own consequences. Our aim in this society is to get back to that balance which once gave the city life."

I looked towards the window on the right side of the classroom, "I understand that every nation wants to be free and just like everything else in the world that freedom comes at a cost. The freedom we've all fought so hard to protect caused us to start a war with our government. Though I'm very young and don't have all the answers, I've seen firsthand the extreme measures the government will go through just to keep something secret."

I drop the paper down on the ground, "Certain things they've done have been deemed a necessary evil, and that, to a certain degree, is understandable. For them just to start targeting people, whom they claim to protect, by taking away our livelihood, increasing police brutality, and enacting human experimentation is unacceptable. Thank you all for giving me the chance to speak my mind."

My teacher introduced me, and everyone clapped, I felt happy.

As I left the stage, I and my teacher made eye contact, "Great job Sid, it's always you and Lloyd putting in the extra effort in class especially on topics like this."

I smiled, "It's our life, it's our future, we take it personally."

I went on to tell her that I was ready to go home.

"Leaving so soon?" she asked. "I just want to go back to sleep, Ma'am."

She went to the stage holding the papers, "Alright,"

And gave me permission to go home. I left the school amid the glares of several the teachers and classmates, not an unusual occurrence. As I headed home, I saw many surrounding fires and heard people yelling.

Someone yelled, "It's their turn to suffer over and over again!"

I continued toward my home. I entered my house, sat down and turned on the TV. I skipped through channels mindlessly, eventually landing on the news. The anchor was saying something scary.

"Jerry Luna here," He began.

"as you can see there are nearly a dozen fires burning throughout the city right now. The police prevention clause is still in effect, so there is nothing that can stop them."

After a brief pause, he continued, "This just in, we've just gotten word that the police precinct has been destroyed by some sort of home-made explosive. There is no word yet of any survivors from the explosion."

I drew a deep breath and yelled at the television, "Hundreds of police, whether innocent or corrupt did not deserve that. The words echoed in my head."

"That's not justice," I muttered.

How could anybody do that? I thought.

"Do five or six bad cops define the whole department? That type of justice gets us nowhere in society. It only puts us down the same path as them."

Soon after the incident, the police prevention clause had been stopped. Those members of the police force who were not at the precinct during the incident were now scouring the city for the culprits.

On the news, police were declaring everyone a suspect because this city is a living hell. The captain made a public statement, "There's nothing more I'd love than to catch the people responsible without harming civilians but that is impossible now."