The Theifs and the Pure Ones
Before you read (as if anyone will read this)
I'm not famous. If you haven't noticed, I mean. I'm simply a little girl, venting about her feelings, on a small computer. I hate what I see where ever I go, so, I'm going to personify my thoughts, and simply see how they turn out.
For Jamie, where ever I might find her.
The two main characters (whom you will meet; I advise you read the story before you read this. Horrible placing, I know. Live you life already) Josephine and Vienna, are my split world. LIke a double life. You see one or the other. Almost never both at the same time (In one person, at least). I have the part of me that remains innocent, or untouched. Believe or not, there will always be that part in all of us. The part thats a child. Even if you never got to live your childhood, that part is there for the rest of your life.
Vienna, how ever, is the soiled one. She wanted to keep what she thought was her pure part, but gave it up because, she had no choice. Vienna wishes she could be pure again, even whlie knowing, it will never be the same. Vienna is alot like me now, confused. She has many scars, but thats not from being hit by someone else. She obviously cut herself as a child, not knowing how else she could get someone to see her. She's invisible, and that makes her very vunerable.
She was a small girl.
Her name was Jospehine, a little girl who loved to draw. She lived peacefuly in the year 2674, when civilization was recovering from the biohazard inccedent in 2500. The community was gorverned with no mercy, and a long, half crushed monument stood in the middle of it. She was about to turn 13, though she was excited, she was a bit nervous. When a girl turns 13, she is sent to the crushed monument, or as it was called, "W's Fall". No girl ever seemed the same coming out of it, or would talk about it. They stayed quiet, not speaking for days sometimes.
Josephine was a solid. On each identification stamp, you were either a Solid, a Detniat, or a dellik. Josephine had never seen a delik, but she had seen many Detniat's. She thought being a Solid was ok, but many people frowned apon her for still being a Solid. She didn't know what to do, so she did nothing.
The community was a normal one. Some wreckage to the buildings, but there houses were ok, and everyone got a house. Just one. No one knew what made the fire start, or the water run. It just happened. There were usually brown-like clouds in the sky, and it gave an unfriendly aura, but the people had grown used to it. Josephines Mother and Father were nice. Other children were usually beaten when they did wrong, but Josephines Mother was kind and smart, so she simply pretended to beat the child while she lectured Josephine on her mistake. Her father did the same, but Jospehine had grown a liking to her Father. When they were in a crowded space and Josephine was bored, her father would wink at her, and Josephine would laugh. He showed her magic tricks, and he never patronized her. She knew she was very lucky. But she never knew how her life would change when she turned 13...
