For Now

My Life

Delilah

 My name is Delilah Morrison. I'm not your average that wakes up every morning in a comfy bed to a breakfast of bacon and eggs. Alright so basically me, my family and the entire world is too scared to do anything wrong or anything at all. Who are we afraid of? That's exactly what I want to know... 

 People who are brave enough to speak of this topic say that the are called 'The Rulers'. Others just say that it was an old tale that parents used to tell their kids.It went something like this:

 "There was once a time of evil. It was called the Dark Now, where the evil tyrants named the rulers tortured people who did wrong.Turns out the rulers are invisible, they did this so no one would see them and start a riot against. It depends on what you do, before you get tortured.If you murdered someone you get tortured to death. A soul for a soul. But if you steal then you would get tortured for a minimum of 5 minutes or more. And sometimes the rulers would just torture you for fun and not 5 minutes they kill you."

That's what happened to my brother Theodore:

*FLASHBACK*

My family and I were just running home because it had just started to rain. Then it just happened. You would know when someone was getting tortured,they would grab onto their neck like they were being choked. They would fall and you knew that there was nothing that you could do, so all you could do was watch, watch the life leave their eyes. I witnessed Theo's death, and that is what I dream of every night. Him in so much pain, brought so much anger towards the rulers.

*FLASHBACK OVER*

So yeah. Basically my life sucks, but I'll be alright. I mean I already made it this far.

But back to the story: "One day, a young girl the help with her lover and others will overcome 'The Rulers'. 

That's how the story ended. And if it's true then this "young girl" and the others need to hurry up." Because right now shits not looking too good right now...but it's not like it ever has.

I still have school, my parents still have a job. The adults in my community are always saying that we are so privileged to have an education, and they are lucky to have jobs. Because back when 'The Rulers' were a new threat, everyone was too afraid to send their kids to school or to even go to work. My parents didn't get to finish their high school education, hence them living their educational lives through me. They literally always say at least 'The Rulers' are kind enough to give us phones, houses, and an education (which I personally could do fine without.) But I see nothing 'kind' about killing innocent people in cold blood amongst murderers just to keep citizens living in fear. It just wasn't a way of life, at least not a civilized one.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            Today was alright: Got up, went to school, saw my friends. Now I'm laying in bed afraid to close my eyes knowing all I'll be seeing is my brother's death on repeat. It's horrifying knowing you'll never have a calm, peaceful sleep. But by the time have time to think about anything else I'm fast asleep.