Drops of the Rainbow
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  • Parts 34
  • Time 4h 1m
  • Reads 211
  • Votes 46
  • Parts 34
  • Time 4h 1m
Complete, First published Jul 12, 2017
What if everyone in the world looked the same. The only colors you saw were black, white and all the grey in between. The United States has been broken into several territories all for different people. However the people who didn't fit in disappeared... and they are getting tired of staying quiet. With the changing times, the government is trying new ways to keep their old ways and dodging the riots... however they create more chaos instead.
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Is This The End?

17 parts Complete Mature

I had been living in this dystopian universe my whole life. We lived simple, meaningless lives. I wasn't sad, merely dissatisfied. No one here was ever sad. The Center, which was our government, forced us to take a pill every morning to make sure we were always happy and healthy. For most of our lives we lived at home with our odd families that the government stuck us into as babies. Usually five children were put into each household. We grew up together in a single house, raised and taught by a robot even though none of us were related. We lived at home with limitless entertainment in the form of advanced technologies. We had one day of the week for shopping, one day for going out and one day for labor. On labor days we were assigned a job and had to complete it in order to gain money for the week. Everyone got the same amount no matter the job. If you didn't show up for these jobs there were grave consequences. The Center often used torture as a method of punishment, or so we were told. No one close to me had ever actually been punished by The Center though. It was incredibly rare. Most of us lived our lives as good little pawns doing nothing more than eating, sleeping and entertaining ourselves. But one day, my regular boring life changed...