Its A Wide World

Hungry, I walk into my parent's room, their eyes and mind in a digital trace, drowning in gizmo's and gadget's. Sometime's i evey them, only having one or two cares in the world, signal and wifi. I then aske them, "whats for tea?" but its always the same answer, over and over again, "A buiscuit, just go back to your phone and laptop.." they mumble. So I moan and go to the kitchen, all I can find is a week old can of vegetable soup, and a loaf of mouldy bread. I attempt to turn the cooker on, but I guess I saw it coming, no gas whatsoever! So i stuff the bread and soup into my bag and run to my room.

I've met alot of people like me online, through facebook groups, I know I sound a little hypocrytical but I only use technology for talking to people like me! People who don't respond to their constant pings and facebook notification's, people who like running wild and free in deserted fields. I met a girl called Ceilia, she hates apple and laptops and she just runs to forests to escape reality for a few hours. When we do go to run free, our families dont notice we are gone...