It is the year 2030, and in many countries across the world, children rise up against adult society. From now on, all adults are under the control of children. The children who lead this uprising have created very clever ways to control the adults...
As of right now, I'm inside of a prison cell, but I'm not alone. I'm together with a little boy I don't fully recognize. I do have a strong feeling in my stomach, that that little boy might be my own offspring. However, i can't know for sure, as I'm now recovering from a state of unconsciousness. I can briefly remember how I was walking outside, and then I heard some child saying: "Hi! I'm right here! Come to me! Don't run away!" I could remember how I couldn't help but slowly walk towards that child... To then find myself surrounded by too many children to count on two hands. Then,one said: "Hands up!" I put up my hands and walked with all these children. I thought these kids are just playing a game with me. Then, one child walked to me, with a syringe. He injected something in me, and then I fell unconscious.
When I slowly woke up in a bed, I didn't even know where I was. I thought I was dreaming. But when the same children came in that took me away, I knew this was real! I looked at myself and thought: "Where are my clothes!" I ended up being dressed in a completely different outfit than I was walking in on that same day! I also noticed a cord hanging off my neck. I looked at the other end...and there was a card. On that card was printed, among other things, an identification number. I read it aloud: "two-one-three". One of the children cheerfully said: "Yes, that's who you are for us! Your name is no longer how we're going to call you!"
I was terrified!
I thought: "How could these aggressive tykes take my very identity from me! They reduced me to being just a number! HELP!!!"
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Then, I stood up and found a black notebook on the floor. I curiously opened it up, and it was all empty. A child came to me and said: "I'm Cindy, your daughter. I was the one who wanted to take you away!"
"Wait...My own daughter???? WHAT THE F!#K! Who in their right mind would kidnap their own PARENTS!!??" I screamed to myself. That child reacted angrily: "Yes! I do! Stay calm,and listen to the children! You used to say to me what I should do,but now, it's the other way around!" But then, all of a sudden,she calmed down and said: "That notebook isn't mine. You can keep it. You can write whatever you want in there. I don't have any interest in that notebook." I decided to use it as my diary. The child said: "Yes, you can!"
I was put back on the bed, and brought to a cell. Cindy left, and anew child came in.
I ask that child for his name, and he answers: "I'm Billy!", way more calmly than a normal kid.
I ask: "Why am I here?"
"We're fighting against adults, and you're also an adult.", he says, still way too calm for a child.
I want to ask: "When can I get out of this prison?", but my question got interrupted by what I begin to recognize as his number one catchphrase: "I know everything about adults! You cannot escape us!".
He takes me to a room, which I can describe as being very nicely decorated! I was called by a child I never even met. I sit down in front of him, and he tells me: "Ha! We found the perfect cellmate!" Billy comes and tells him: " I agree! He will be very nice to you!", and I couldn't even see the cellmate. It seems like an arranged marriage to me. I'm scared by the very idea of having my 'mate' chosen by someone else, much less a child! I ask the other child about his name. He replies: "I'm Ben, your son!"
My nerves are racking! I think to myself: "My own SON chooses my spouse! Creepy!"
I'm returned to my cell, and went to bed with my cellmate.
