“Wake up!”. I got up with a sudden bang, and awaited another day of “school”. Slowly, I walk into the kitchen and surprised to see dinner made by the latest T700 bot, these days machines took over a majority of human life, or what used to be human life. After finished eating, I put on my uniform and shoes, so I could leave for school. One step outside the house and the dreadful smell of hover cars was like no other. Nobody knew why the fumes smelt so bad. It was different to those ancient things on wheels, but it wasn’t our place to ask them questions. It was faster and more efficient to walk than go by hover car, you would expect for there to be no traffic with all that space in the air. I guess the crowded nation we lived in was becoming a bit of a problem, nobody cared to how the problem would be solved. The rest of the world was left inhabitable. A few more strides and I was going to be outside the colossal red building which they called “school”. It was a place where the youth were kindly told to do jobs like making and fixing weaponry. Nobody saw the point, as we where the only nation left standing after the great war, but we always did what we where told. Not that day though. Thats when everything changed…
It was another typical day for the boy. Slowly, he raised from his bed and scratched his red itchy eyes from a late night sleep. He got out of his bed and begun making himself a bowl of cereal. The boy ate the cereal in anger, and was frustrated from the amount of work his teachers had set him. Carefully, he put his school uniform on laced his shoes. “Goodbye” He told his mother, and left the house. The air was fresh and crisp, but the further he went on the heavier the air became and the wretched fumes of the cars became noticeable. He got on the bus.
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