Silence
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We all live in novels. We only worry about things that affect us. If pollution didn't affect our health, we wouldn't care. If global warming didn't have a chance of completing erasing all the lies we call our lives, we simply would not care. We crush each other down to reach the top and once at the top we hold our hands out and chain those we've crushed with empty promises of " helping". From the moment we're born we are classified into society's food chain. The intellectual and beautiful ones are classified as, blue bloods. The intellectual but no beauty are classified as, white bloods. Then there's the normal ones, the reds. And finally there's us, the black bloods. We all live by rules and standards, everything is fabricated. From a young age the rules are woven into our blood. Always keep your head down. Do not speak unless spoken too. Respect your upperclassmen. And, never ever interact or so much as breathe the same air as a blue blood. Respect. Hide. Avoid. Survive... That's the way of life in Anethin. #3 in society #1 in structure
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SAMENESS

/// SAMENESS, WHAT WE STRIVED FOR SO LONG TO ACHIEVE. BUT WHAT IF YOU'RE DESTINED TO BE DIFFERENT? \\\ Nine months of Hibernation, three months of being awake--that's how the year goes for us. Half of us wake up tired and sore while all of us wake up smelling of either lotion or bleach. But during the nine month period of hibernation, I woke up. And now I know why I always wake up sore and reeking of bleach. ⥀ Humans have always strived for equality, for everyone to be treated equal. We finally reached the point of this harmony, this level of sameness--and everyone is happy. Many, many generations later. But what happens when, in a wold of people knocked down and stood up to be exactly alike, a person wants to be different? What if they're destined to be unique in a world of strict equality? ⥀ #10 in Scifi on 7/21/17 MADE IT TO ROUND 3 IN THE WRITERS OLYMPICS Now available as a paperback and ebook. [[word count: 65,000-70,000]]

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