Perfect. What do you think of when someone's "perfect"? A gorgeous figure? A blindingly beautiful face? The power to be artistically creative whenever they please? Now imagine this problem-free "perfect" person without what makes them perfect. Normal. Not ugly but not pretty. Not smart but not dumb. What you see here is average.
Marie SaintClair was what you can call a perfect person. She mastered the grand piano, violin, cello, tuba, guitar, and drums. She expressed her feelings through dance, and wasn't shy to sing at the top of her lungs in the middle of the chip isle at the local Publix. Her everyday goal was to make at least three people smile every time she left her house. Simply holding the door open for someone made them feel all good inside, which she tried to do every single day. Clair was her nickname and she enjoyed it very much. She considered her life to be perfect. That is until the day when the 211th, 212th, and 213th amendments were added to the Constitution. These amendments required any abnormal, gifted, or the word that's most used, perfect person to wear keepers, a led based backpack filled with little led balls, each 3 pounds and approximately 157 little balls in the backpack. The exact number of led balls depended on the persons strength and the sizing of the brain, hence being abnormal. Heavy chains wrap their wrist like bracelets and weigh them down, causing them to cramp over, with posture that resembles a turtle. Built-in brain chips that are wirelessly connected to the electrical box inside the backpack, gave you a new thought every two minutes and forty-six seconds. But, if you conquered up an idea yourself, you would get a maximum of five minutes and twenty-three seconds to think about it. If the idea was something that the government didn't like, they'd switched your thought for a brand new one in a matter of 2.375 seconds. The thought of a loved one who was locked up in jail was a fine of two hundred and ten dollars. The government listens to everything. They monitor what you watch on TV. They see what your doing on your computer. And most of all, they have the free will and power to barge into your home and say you committed a crime.
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Teen FictionMarie SaintClair loved her life. She was artistically creative, a gifted student, was popular in her little town by the California beach, by golly she even had the perfect nickname; Clair. All went well until the day the 211th, 212th, and 213th amen...