The New Order
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Thread Topic: The New Order
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Dying is one thing… Giving your life for another is something else… In a world of destruction and death, you must make wise decisions… Including when to let yourself slip away…
Saying goodbye is the hardest thing to do. Watching those you love slowly slip away from you… that’s what kills you. It’s the dagger stabbed into your heart, the bullet penetrating through your brain. But watching yourself slowly fade away… that’s what kills you the most. It destroys your soul and burns you into ashes.
Before you die, your whole life is supposed to be projected in front of you. The good, the bad, the fun, and the sad times all shortened into a very short collection of video and audio clips. This isn’t how it happened for me… Nothing like this happened. My mind was blank. My mind was dead. All I could see was her face, screaming bloody murder. I’d just given my life for her… But she was still killed anyway. My name is Ethan. I am 16 years old. I died at 16, and I will forever be imprisoned in the darkness of my past. I gave my life for my sister, Abigail, but it made no difference. We were both killed on the day of the black sun… the day when the New Order killed anybody who was different. -
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“Ethan…†she called faintly. I sprinted over and crouched beside her, stroking her silky blond hair out of her face. The ends were now also stained with blood and dirt.
“You have to save them… I know what you can do… You’re… different.†The tears kept pouring from her eyes and her breathing quickened. I could tell she wouldn’t survive.
“Jessica… I… I…†I reached her hand and held it tightly in mine. She managed a faint shadow of a smile, nothing compared to her glowing grins before. The thought of losing her ripped my heart to shreds. The government had taken my father. They’d taken my freedom, rights, and happiness away. I won’t let them take my girlfriend without a fight.
“I love you, Ethan Wilhelm… I always will… Forever…†The rising and falling of her chest slowed. I was losing her… I was losing Jessica. My heart was hurting horribly. I was gasping for air like a fish out of water. This couldn’t be happening… It must be a dream. Wake up, Ethan!
“I love you, too…†Tears streamed down my soot stained face. I traced my thumb along her cheek, wiping a tear away.
“Don’t leave me, Jess. Please…†I couldn’t live without her. One day without the glimmer of her bright blue eyes, her chipper laugh, and her sweet voice would kill me for sure.
She sighed and struggled to talk. “I…. will…†she gasped, “...never….leave….you….†She looked into my eyes and time stood still. All the good times we had flashed before me. Our first kiss where I nearly missed her lips entirely, our huge water fight at 8th grade graduation, our first slow dance. A sudden pang hit my heart, bringing me back to reality. She can’t leave me…
“Don’t do this to me, Jess… I need you. Without you… Life isn’t worth the fight.†I let out a sob mixed with a painful scream. I held her face gently in my hand, caressing her softly.
“No, no, no, no…!†She glanced into my eyes one last time and her eyes fluttered closed. The color drained from her face. -
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I squeezed my eyes shut to hold back the tears. I’d lost her… I’d lost Jessica. I bent down and kissed her lips one last time, sealing my love inside of her heart. Letting her hand slowly drop out of mine, I trembled with sadness.
Her blood, still warm and sticky, stained my hands and the ground around her. I couldn’t let her die like this… Not without a small ceremony.
I reached into my bag and pulled out three small purple flowers. I was planning on giving them to her today as an early birthday gift. Fighting back tears I carefully placed the petals in her blond hair and around her head. An angel… I thought. She must be an angel… -
I was pained at the thought of leaving her here for the authorities to take away to whatever deranged crematorium they had to burn dead bodies. The thought of Jess being burned tore my heart in two.
But I had to get out of here. If I waited any longer I would be dead for sure. I touched my chest and waved to Jess’s body. I could have sworn I saw her spirit wave back. -
Hiding behind the edge of a building, I peered over the corner. No guards were within seeing distance. I bolted across the path, closing the distance between me and the safehouse. I fumbled in my pocket for my Personal Identification Card and held it up to the card reader. The lock clicked open and I quickly slid inside, closing the heavy metal door after me.
My mom and Abigail were waiting for me, their faces illuminated by a recently lit candle.
“Where’s Jessica?†my mother asked. I avoided her gaze and plopped my bag down on the cold concrete floor by the door. Tears streamed down my face as I threw myself onto a pile of rags.
“Oh, my… Ethan…†My mom got up and walked towards me, pulling me into a hug. “I’m so sorry, honey…â€
I tore away from her embrace and leaned against the wall. “Sorry won’t cut it, Mom.†I replied angrily. “Why didn’t you tell me I was one of the differents? I COULD’VE SAVED HER! SHE COULD BE HERE RIGHT NOW, ALIVE AND… AND… SAFE!!!!†Now I’d done it. Abby wailed as she clutched her sock monkey.
“Jessy is… gone?†she asked, completely heartbroken.
It pained me to relive the tale. I buried my face in my hands and cried. That's all I could do... cry. No heroic speech, or vowe to save the world. Just the sound of my sobs and my face drowning in my tears. -
My second day in the safe house. More and more people were dying. I’d been sneaking out when there’s brief ceasefire to snatch food from any store I could find. Just living with the burden of knowing I’ll never see Jessica’s smile is enough to make me want to die…
I’ve had many thoughts of suicide lately. The end is near. I’m one of the differents. In the end I won’t live. Wouldn’t it be better to not give them the satisfaction of killing me? -
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What would she say if she saw me like this? The guy she thought was so strong, so unmoveable, broken down into nothing? It would break her heart… I couldn’t let that happen… even if she was… I couldn’t bring myself to think of the word. I once thought this was just a very bad dream… That fantasy was over. This was real, and if I didn’t do something about it we would all be dead in a matter of days...
That was when I decided upon it. I had to take a stand. -
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D: buried in the darkness,
never getting out,
my voice is not heard,
no matter how loud i shout.
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