The Animator

i remember it like it was yesterday. this big guy. pushing me from the exit. i saw the flashing red lights and the sirens blaring off in the distance. "ALL WOMEN AND CHILDREN ON. MEN GO LAST!" said a man in a blue army vest with camo blue joggers and slick black boots. I rushed because i didnt want to be seperated from my family. then he shoved me. hard. to the ground. he hid me from the men in the exits. "NOW MEN CAN BOARD!" I saw as my freedom to a better future was being taken from me and given to him. He waved goodbye as he stepped on the boarding ship. My parents looking for me. The glass doors came down in front of the people inside the gate for the ship to start moving. As the plane was leaving, holes appeared on the glass. I remember my mother passing me a little book through the hole. I looked inside and it was blank except the little handwriting on the bottom. "goodbye, hopefully not forever." I looked up to see the ship leaving for another planet, as this one was now inhabitable. I could see the green-grey land thousands of miles below us as the ship's doors were closing. As i was turning, i saw the green gas from earths old atmosphere sweep through the air, and knocked us out clean. thats all i remember.

~-Chapter One-~

"How does it feel to work the hardest, and earn the least?" Said a dark-skinned reporter of the Daily Male News. "uh...i dont really believe in television" I say to the man. I look through the city inside the giant hull of the ship. All i see is the most important landmarks imported in here, and skyscrapers. As i pass through downtown on the bullet train, i see my job right in the center of the ship. there are giant cogwheels encased in a blast-bullet-fire-water-proofed glass box. I put on my gloves. I could feel the weightlessness hitting in when i see the little hourglass losing it's sand. As i start turning the giant wheel, i feel gravity again. I have the job of turning the cogwheels that run to the city-

-and power the gravity control next to the burnt up thrusters. If i stop moving the cogs, the little china cat with a gun in the front of the room shoots me. It is meant so i keep on going because my life is depended on it. By the time I get home, im so tired, I could go to sleep forever. But i cant, because my job starts again in six hours. The pay is so low, i cant even afford the most cheapest place. So the landlord takes half of my pay, which is a mere 3 dollars a month, and lets me live in a tiny closet with a bathtub, a microwave, and a sink. There is no toilet, so i go at my office before work starts. My stomach burns for not eating for days. As I start to look for pennies on the dirty streets of Little San antonio, a pizza box from the fourth floor of the apartment complex shoots out and hits me in the head. I look up, and (sorry the rest ill type tomorrow. )