The Outside
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Ongoing7m
Last published Thu, Aug 29, 2013
There are two types of people; the uppers and the lowers. Uppers are wealthy and important and the lowers are the complete opposite. The lowers are based underground, away from the uppers and any outsiders, the uppers on the other hand are based in a sort of floating platform, there are lots of different names for it, but the most popular one is the hub. In the middle of the two there's a uninhabitable wasteland with the very original name of no man's land, or as us lowers call it; outside.
Maybe I do want to get out. Maybe I could be one of those who come back and tell stories about living, not living like we're slaves or pets, living the way we were made to be; free. Maybe one day I'll decide to sneak out, maybe sneak into hub and start fresh. Ha! That would never happen. I wouldn't even get past the guards, would I...?
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