The Anomaly Affliction

The Anomaly Affliction

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If you had the choice to never feel negative emotions again, would you? The human body has changed. Emotions, both positive and negative, run through our veins like haemoglobin in our blood. They are no longer just feelings, but substances. In Nacoma, a late 2000s society previously known as the centre of England, emotions are bottled and stored by the government. President Curtis, ruler of Nacoma, has introduced the SentiVaccines - every citizen of Nacoma, when they reach the age of sixteen, has four vaccinations against the four negative basic human emotions: fear, anger, disgust and sadness. Those who do not comply, those who retain these emotions somehow, are sent to MisMap Correctional Facility, a place where medical experts try to "correct" them in order for them to return to Nacoma. Violet Thorburn is a fifteen-year-old girl soon to turn sixteen. However, she is not as willing as her peers to receive the vaccinations. After all, we are born with negative emotions...are they not worth having?
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Certainly they could trust that those in power ultimately had the best interests of the people in mind, right? ~~~ Luna slouched low in her seat, staring at droplets of water that ran diagonally down the window of the bus. The sky was a flat, depressing grey and the incessant, soaking rain left her constantly chilled. It was a typical "liquid sunshine" day in the Pacific Northwest. They drove past a single tall scraggly tree on top of a hill shrouded in mist. The creepy tree was full of screaming crows. How could she hear them from inside the bus when she couldn't even seem to hear the voices of the kids around her? Geez, that was an awfully freaking dark image. She shivered and looked away. What did they call a group of crows again? Right, a murder of crows. Perfect. The weather was certainly the only thing that was typical these days, although you'd never know it by looking around the bus at most of the kids as they sat joking and gossiping with each other just like they had before... before that day everything had changed. Idiots.

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