Vibrant.

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Somehow I find myself in my very own dystopian novel. Not unlike Divergent¬†or Marie Lu’s Legend. Some great war or natural disaster has wrecked havoc and what’s left of the human race hide in pockets of the earth that haven’t been destroyed.

Little Sister – she’s not really my little sister, but it’s easier to pretend we’re family – we make our lives in a tree-house out the back of an expansive house. Half the house has caved in but what does that matter to us. We’ve got our tree-house.

The sound of heavy machinery echos toward our area.

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World War Zzzzzzzz

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I can’t believe it. I try, but my mind just can’t seem to wrap around what’s happening.

The people around me move into action, setting watches and checking their ammunition. This feels more like a movie than real life.

In fact, just like a film, the world seems to slow around me as I watch the gates shut and something in my brain finally clicks into place.

I’m not watching World War Z, I’m experiencing it.

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Dystopian Troll

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I never thought I’d see the world this way. A perfect resemblance of a YA dystopian novel. If I’d known how hard this life was, I’d never have entertained myself with hours of devouring those novels.

We’ve been traveling for days.

Bone weary and chilled through threadbare coats. There’s been nothing but grey stormy skies and frostbitten wind pushing at our tattered clothes. I can’t remember the last time I felt clean. Most of the streams we pass are frozen over and the places the water does still flow are green with toxins. Continue reading