Imagine [L.H]

2

LACEY'S POV:

Another boring day, in my boring town, accompanied by my boring self.

There was nothing to do. It was sixth day (Saturday for us, I'll explain at the end of this chapter) and the town was supposed to "rest."

There is that forest behind my house...

No. I'd be breaking the rules and get written up or punished.

I sighed as I sat on my plain, white bed.

Doing nothing is boring.

Entertainment was something the stupid government didn't include for us.

The world was ending as we watched from afar.

The human race, slowly dying. The people say it's from a virus. We all know the real reason. It's a sickening one too. The government is stopping all reproduction. Intimacy was no longer allowed, against the law, friendship too.

It's stupid.

Because we were not allowed to be intimate or have friends people gave up, said there was no hope left for this cruel world.

That's how half of the population passed away last year. They just...gave up.

People who were creative or rebelled upon the government were dismissed. Dismissed from the world. Died, in other words.

The smart and obedient survived, was what the government said.

Just the other day I watched as a fourteen year old boy got shot to death after painting a mural. This was another reason we were all slowly dying.

There was less than one thousand people left on this earth, helplessly scattered around.

Going out would get me killed, but I'll take that chance.

I rummaged through my drawers, hoping to find my sketchbook that I kept hidden safely.

I found it and sighed as I also found my color pencils.

I had this smuggled actually. Had to pay almost one hundred ration cards (I'll explain what that is after this chapter also), color pencils weren't included. I recently got these, found them while scavenging last week. I crossed the borders, almost got caught. I was the lucky one, I survived.

We had gone out with a small group of five people, I was the only one that came back.

All of them died: Katy, Pricilla, Glenn, Riley...

I pushed the negative thoughts to the back of my mind, right now wasn't a time to think about them. Not ever.

The government had a huge meeting, debating wether I should be dismissed or not.

Luckily for me they didn't dismiss me, said I was a good scavenger and would have to help them out ever single day, from first day to fifth day, trying to find food and people to take in.

We rarely found people though.

It's hard to imagine what the world used to be like before it all went to shit.

I once found someone's diary, from the year 2014.

Apparently this girl lived somewhere in the United States, I don't know where that is.

Her name was Anna, Anna Lees.

She lived in a big city, New York.

I still have yet to finish the sentimental journal though, I almost got caught with it once.