Smile.
Accept your fate.
But most importantly, believe.
But believe in what?
Everyday on the radio, it is the same brainwashing program.
' Do you BELIEVE? '
Imagine listening to a broken tape in the process of eating your cereal every morning. The same thing playing over and over and over. The next time more haunting than the other.
This is exactly what my life has come to. And I'm fairly certain I'm about to lose it.
It's not just the media, the streets are filled with hysterical people who claim to be ' Believers '. Chanting and blabbering nonsensical shit, walking down the block like eerie programmed robots.
When I used to live with my parents, home life was no better. I had a lovely childhood but things quickly changed when all this craze began. But I'm not exactly sure when it started but it wasn't always like this.
I don't know what happened, what triggered all this or why it happened.
All I know is I have been given free will upon my thoughts and it's driving me insane.
And that something terribly went wrong here in Aleren.
Our city, Jubivei, claims to be perfect. We aren't allowed to step out of our city, which I find fishy. Not for medical reasons, not for anything else. And of course, being the horde of mindless zombies fuelled by ' Beliefs ' no one asks any questions.
I just wish I knew what they all believed in so much. Maybe I won't be the odd one out if that were the case.
I sighed.
Sunlight swept in through the window, hitting me square in the face. I shielded myself from the deadly rays with my hand.
I got distracted in class again. It really didn't matter anyway. The teacher was blabbering shit about the so called beliefs. It just sounded like gibberish to me.
I'm not sure what happened to all the other classes. I remember enjoying the science classes but now the whole two hours of class is spent discussing about the importance of believing.
They never include what exactly they believe in or why. It's so frustrating.
" Okay class, your homework for today is currently being distributed. I conclude today's lesson. Remember, never stop believing! " The teacher dismissed us and walked out of the class.
As the papers were being distributed, my eyes turned to the board.
Roots of belief.
Perfection.
Selflessness.
Consciousness.
Flawlessness.
Solitude.
The five main roots of the craze in Aleren.
A paper was passed to me and I quickly took it. I placed it down on the desk.
Do you believe?
Do you believe?
DO YOU BELIEVE?
DO YOU BELIEVE?
The words seemed to fly off the paper, surrounding me, haunting me.
My hands shook.
Believe.
Believe..
Believe..
It kept repeating over and over in my head. I clenched my fists.
Make it stop. Please. I can't take this anymore.
I slumped down on my desk, eyes closed.
" NO! LEAVE ME ALONE!! STOP ALREADY!!! " I yelled out shaking violently. I breathed heavily, sweat pouring down my forehead as I attempted to calm down my heart.
I reopened my eyes and stared down at the cursed paper again.
A blood red ' no ' was written in huge letters on the paper.
I needed to get out of here. I balled up the paper and threw it to some corner of the class. The room was entirely empty, thankfully.
I couldn't keep living like this. Was this even living though? My entire life is a complete misery. I didn't want to keep trying to blend in. I wanted to be free from all this.
I gathered up my things and walked out of the classroom. Guards towered over me in the hallways.
They stood on either side of the walls leading up to the exit. Apparently for our safety.
But I have seen what they do. I have seen them in action. Their responsibility is to draw out any imperfections out of the crowd. And getting rid of them.
I walked out of the gates, instantaneously greeted by the brainwashed city.
" Believe, believe for the greater good. Believe for our protection.. " An old man yelled around. I bumped into him accidentally. And we made eye contact.
Dull eyes. It was like looking into a deep dark abyss.
The old man smiled at me.
" Believe. " He whispered patting my shoulder.
I trembled. I couldn't take it anymore. I backed away from the old man and ran, my surroundings a blur.
I want to escape. No. I need to escape. I have to get away from here. But there was no way I could.
Tears streaming down my face, I stopped in the middle of the road, a speeding bus headed my way.
It will set me free.
I shut my eyes and waited for the impact. The pain. I waited for the pain that will let me escape this madness.
But it never came. Yet my vision faded to black.759Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5qtHEOkBiw
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