Staring at the opens fields she sighed a breath of relief. Alone at last she thought looking past the hills full of the flowers she only saw in her dreams. To finally reach this place so familiar yet distant to her. She smiled sitting on the top of the highest hill looking down. She looked down the hill to see the people sitting on a sheet having a pick-nick. This she had seen a million times before this one seen always in her mind. She smiled at the thought of having that family setting she saw before her, though she knew this place she was at now those people before her the flowers she dreamed of were all just a mirage, all fake, within her mind.
Her eyes opened with a flash and she lay once again on the metal table. “What now?” she asked. The year now was 4011, all people wore masks their bodies hidden beneath the protective suits. She sighed softly thinking back to her thoughts. No one knew why but she was the one who knew it all. The days before the endings of earth. She knew what it was like back before the atmosphere crashed in on itself. The earth as we knew it was no more then craters mixed within out universe. People have adapted to the so called life but she felt the pain of it so real to see what it could have been.
She pulled away from the different scientists as they muttered looking of papaers apong papers of different data. She sighed and walked out of the room her sute covering her head to toe supplying the life giving oxygen. She walked down a few halls and into a room, there in the small room lay a small boy, she smiled through the glass dome that covered her head. He smiled back, but no need for a suit. He was one of the “aliens” we called them, human in every way except one. Through the years since the destruction it effected people some became able to breath without the suit she had to wear. They were the knew generation. They are trying to find out how we could harness that, and create a new atmosphere.
“Have you any food?” the boy asked softly her eyes piercing blue never leaving her face. She nodded to him and smiled pulling a sandwich from the pocket on her suit. “For you” she said holding it out. “I must go now” she said and started out of the room the door closing behind her and then the click of the locks echoed through the halls. “We treat them like prisoners, they will be the ones to protect human life” she whispered thinking to herself.
The days muddled together with dragging agony. Every day she was tested put into the fake sleep and every day the hills and the pick-nick came to her sights. She walked through the streets and looked at the fairy, an old ship made able to float from the different isles that were Earth. She walked onto one going to the eastern sides of Earth. Moments later getting off on a small piece of rock floating through the endless atmosphere. She sighed and walked to the only house on it, hers she walked in and the cameras locked onto her and she stared at them with great distaste.
No gravity left things thrown around without a car. She pressed a button on the wall and everything fell to the floor with a thud and crash. Her feet hit and gravity lay heavy on her should. She looked at the screen to the left of the button a bar slowly going from red to orange and finally green. She unzipped the suit with a hiss as it slid off. She felt sorry for the many who didn’t have the luxuries she did.
Walking away from the living room and back to the bathroom. She stepped into a silver tub as she threw the pales of water over her. Hot yet quickly getting cold as she shivered under it. As soon as her makeshift bath started it was over. Putting on a thermal outfit she walked back to her living room, pulling a small book off the table she sit there beginning to read.
Suddenly a loud echoing boom was heard through out the different cities. She looked out the window to see the blast of red flares from the sun. She sighed thinking of the many people who probably just died because they had no were to be inside.
Her eyes closed and soon came the dreams again. “Run away” she heard the voices screaming. “Hide yourself” she heard more frantic. Her dream no longer the inviting fields and hills, now were filled with the earth breaking the lava coming from the center of the earth people falling people dieng. So much death she thought as she was seemingly above them all. The earth cracked again the plates racking the earth with every quake that hit it.
She woke with tears on her cheeks. No sooner did she have this dream then the scientists showed up. She explained her dream with every excruciating detail as they wrote word for word what happened. Soon she was alone again and with her thoughts brought the horrid realization. She was there so long ago maybe not as herself but someone, someone now dead and gone from life due to it, possibly what would have been her family.
She shook her head and looked down at her shaking hands. She would figure this out if it killed her, she told herself. With her suit on she walked out knowing the cameras were fallowing her got on the fairy and before it docked jumped into the open nothing. Moving her way to the next isle. Cameras couldn’t track her as accurately as the scientists wished old cameras told the ones she was approaching, so getting off sooner she evaded them. Soon she hit the isle with a soft thud the science labs laying before her. She would figure this out.
Between 1790 and 1930 the USA had its highest peeks of immigration which, today, has made this country what it is. Many divers people and cultures have created this land and that’s great! But seriously, we have gone from friendly immigration to gun men on our borders. Its one thing to want to immigrate to the united states and be a citizen and get a better life. Its another just to come over here to take our money and go back to were ever you come from. Spanish speaking people, most illegal to the US, LEARN ENGLISH. If your gonna be here don’t expect everyone around you to mold to you. They are thinking about making Spanish the USA’s second national language. WHY!?!?!?!?! If you are going to live here, immigrate here you have to deal with the culture of everyday society thats already in place. So really take a drive around were you live and ask, are we really the golden melting pot anymore, or just the copper spitune.