Note: Originally published on FictionPress, May 29th, 2014.
"Hey!"
"What?
"Do you want to save the world?"
"No."
"Why?"
"Because, does this world really deserve to be saved?"
I glanced at my younger brother, who was laying besides me. He's 10 and has still yet to learn the truth about things.
"Why?"
He turned towards me with a quizzical look on his face.
"Because there's war, poverty, death, anger, frustration, sadness, dehydration, sickness, starvation, cruelty, misunderstandings, disappointment, heartbreak, boredom, pain, despair, tyranny, stupidity, idiocy, arrogance, hate, disease, arson, bankruptcy, homophobia, racism, sexism, theft, adultery, rape, slavery, loneliness, homelessness, isolation, suicide, disaster, murder, violence, assault, distrust, dishonesty, abuse, terrorism, fear, obesity, and school."
"Yeah," said my brother. "But there's chocolate."
"How do you plan to save the world anyway?"
He smiled. "By telling everyone to be happy and get along."
"If only it was that simple."
A Note From Your Author: This was the first story I ever wrote. It's really short, but I think it gets the point across pretty well.
