The world isn't the same these days. It's been a long time, since we could drink water without wearing our mouthpieces. But that's fine by me, the water used to be stinky and bitter. Now, it just stings a little.
My grandpa tells me, there used to be a time where food had substance. I'm not sure what he meant by that, but he did tell me that it was grown using chemicals in a giant test tube. Synthetic meat he called it, or something like that. I can't imagine how that might be better than simple dish of fried worms and roaches, mom says grandpa's a little confused these days.
I can't remember the last time I saw the color green. Not since the power went out. These days, the only light you get are from fires. But dad says I gotta conserve the wood or we won't be able to find our oxygen tanks. I guess this would be the last time I get to read my storybook before it's burnt for the winter.
It's a shame that all the imaginations by the ancient people would be burnt. The ancient people were so creative, they dreamt about animals that could fly up high and called them birds. They dreamt about animals that could glide through water and called them fish. They dreamt about light coming from the sky from something called a Sun. My favourite is an enormous creature they called a whale that could swim great distances and had a mouth that could swallow me whole. I wonder how there could be enough water for it to swim in though...silly ancient people.
Last night, I overheard mom and dad talking about going somewhere. That if we stayed we would starve, and everyone else was doing it. It's true, I haven't seen Jeremy Phillips in awhile. Mr Phillips did come over the other day though, I asked him where Jeremy was. He said he went to Nova Vita, but before I asked him where that was, mom told me to go to my room...grown ups.
I really do hope that if we go to Nova Vita, that it would be a place with much more roaches. Its getting hard to find them these days and I'm feeling hungrier each day. Dad doesn't seem too keen about it though, he looks at me sad whenever Nova Vita is mentioned. The same look he had when grandma left.
I haven't seen grandma since.
