SkullPurple

 On the night before the reaping, I laid in bed, reading and daydreaming of a better world. A world of freedom of speech, a world without death, a world without war, a world without poverty, and so on. Yeah, I was a dreamer, I always had these silly ideas about my personal utopia- my own personal, little utopia. In that world, my family wouldn't struggle, we would live in a big house where we'd never run out food, and my parents would be happy. But don't worry, I didn't always have my mind up in the clouds and wishing on impossible things. It was only on these sleepless nights that I made room for these thoughts. The reason why I couldn't re