The Truth About Colors
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Last published Thu, Jul 23, 2015
Benjamin Tanaka, a sixteen year old high schooler in the year 5010. He has always been told that he was lucky to be here, in Oria, where every living creature could be happy. Well that is, as long as they passed the test. The test wasn't difficult at all really, and if you failed you were simply sent away to where officials called " The happy place" where you would be cared for and nurtured with other people who may have had the same difficulties as you. Though, there were exceptions, sometimes you could be fixed with a simple surgery and not have to be sent to the happy place at all. Although, what if there was more than what meets the eye?
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