This story is by Mist. Enjoy!


"Mommy, is every day in this world the same?" I asked my mother when I was four years old.

"Of coarse, sweetie. Why would you want it to change?" My mother asked me.

"I'm bored of these stupids laws we live by!" I yelled.

"Ssshhh, the guards may hear you." 

"I don't care, I have a right to speak my opinon!"

"Shut up!"