• Year: 2015
    Condition: End of the World
    Location: Washington D.C.


    In the year 2015, the world was coming to an end. Adults were lazy and selfish. Kids had no morals. Kids cussing everywhere and they have completely destroyed the school buildings. All that we knew was gone. Animals became hostile and lost their trust in humans. The streets were occupied by officers 24/7. Stores had their own security force to control violence and shoplifting. The government was ruled over by the people, and the government that was established collapsed after the people ignored it. They couldn’t create a stable government. Gangs ran amuck and blood shed breaks out every ten minutes. Middle class became the thing of the past. Celebrities were forgotten. The environment was down to its last one percent. Television showed brave news reporters and dark gruesome reality TV. Static ran across every radio station. No one goes on the internet any more. The internet is accompanied by thousands of viruses that can spike your computer instantly. Technology hasn’t even tried to advance, but ancient ruins and ancient technology were uncovered.
    One day in Washington D. C., a kid was running from aggravated dogs. He couldn’t lose them. He headed for the ruined White House. It was corroded and cracking. The white started to turn brown and the paint started to chip off. The gate surrounding it was bent and rusted everywhere. Marble water fountains were in crumbles, and water dripped from broken marble ledges. The grass was ripped out, and the driveway and sidewalks were riddled with pot holes. Trees were naked and decomposing. Some were ripped out of the ground and were laying on their side. The kid slammed into the entrance gate and it flew open. He kept on running through the gate and into the ripped up yard and driveway. He stumbled to the ground and started to roll. The dogs were catching up. The dogs didn’t stop. Their teeth showed, and their snarl pierced the kid’s confidence. The kid quickly wobbled to his feet and dashed up the stairs to the door. He slammed into the two door entrance, and they flew open. The left door flew off its hinges. The inside wasn’t a sight either. It was just a hallway now. The wall paper was completely ripped apart and peeling. Pictures were torn and tilted. Some pictures were on the floor. The tiles were smashed and loosing their grip to hold together. The lights were out and the sunlight was the only light source. The kid ran through the huge halls of the gloomy White House. The dogs rushed in and darted at the kid, after they stopped to look around.
    The kid had to hide. He tried thousands of doors, but he failed every time. The dogs were almost on his tail. He tried one last door. This door wasn’t touched by anything. It was in perfect shape. The door was smooth and shiny. The brown color was still solid and strong. The door handle was still bright gold. The kid didn’t hesitate. He tried the door and it swung open. He dashed into the doorway with all his energy. The kid didn’t see what was in front of him. He darted straight into a downward staircase. He stumbled over the descending steps and tumbled down the stairs. As he fell, the stair ledges jammed into his back. The dogs stopped at the door way. The stairs lead into a dark and blacked out unknown. Meanwhile, the kid kept on rolling. He finally got the energy to throw his hands out and catch himself. He looked down at the rest of the stair case. It was pitch black. You couldn’t see a thing. He took a few steps down. His curiosity strengthened. A light showed in the distance. He kept on walking down the stairs. In this world, you had to expect the unexpected. The light grew bigger and brighter. His eyes dilated slowly as he came down the stairs.
    The kid walked around the room at the end of the stairs. Greek symbols were carved in the rock walls and ceiling. It was lit up by four torches hanging in the corners. They had to be at least one hundred years old and still kicking. In the middle of the room, a stone table stood with a hand imprint. The kid walked around the table for a little bit. He moved his hand over the hand imprint in the stone table. More of the Greek symbols were carved on the stone table. The kid was so confused. He was not familiar with these odd symbols. He took a step, but the bruises on his back shot pain through his nervous system. He quickly collapsed. Thinking fast, he thrust his hand out on the stone table. His hand fell perfectly into the hand imprint. He caught himself. Then a light started to shine from the table. There was a voice, a deep voice that vibrated through out the room. “What do you wish?” the voice said.
    The kid jumped. “Wish?” he asked. He thought for a moment and thought about the world. The world had fallen into chaos. He concentrated. His eyes closed and his lips rolled into his mouth. Tension built. Suddenly he released the tension. And as you know, a kid’s most wanted wish; “I don’t want adults ruining this world!” he shouted. Suddenly the walls shook. Chips of the rock fell from the ceiling. The radios all around the world started to turn on and signals were active and clear. Then the radio frequency started to break. The frequency waves the humans were living in were splitting. Adults started to slowly disappear into another frequency. Kids and young adults to the age of 25 stayed behind. The buildings were rebuilding themselves. Animals’ mood calmed. Trees grew back and the grass turned green. The rivers cleared and fish swam. During all of this, the humans’ ears screeched. They all grabbed their ears and tried to block out the sound. The Earth vibrated franticly back and forth. People felt like they were going to be split apart.
    The aftermath was a sight to see. The world was beautiful again. There was once again a clear blue sky. Birds sang and flowers bloomed. The trees were lively and the wind made everything billow. The kids and young adults up to the age of 25 stopped clinching on to their ears. They all looked at one other, and then their eyes scanned the Earth. It was a new beginning. They were in charge now. They created a stable government and president. World peace had finally come. There were no religious fights. Everyone accepted everything, except radicals. All the countries protected one another and help each other in economy. Only a few spots on the world were inhabited by evil. But evil as we know it would spread. The new government knew about this potential threat and created an organization who trains teens to become an agent until they moved on to the other side of the organization in the other frequency waves.
    Even though the frequency waves the humans lived in were split, they were still connected. This connection was called, The Split. When a human turns exactly 26 years-old, they must move on to the other frequency wave called, The Climax. This is the only way that keeps that kids wish going. Because of The Split, properties are different in this world. When a child is born, they have at least one year with their mother. Then they will move over to what is called, The Beginning Frequency. There they are kept with loving and caring young adults to raise them well. When they move on to The Climax, they already had their education to start looking for a job and living a great life style, because Colleges were shorter, but the student learned more because they didn’t have a standardized test. On the bright side, a young adult can get a job in The Beginning Frequency and that job would carry on to The Climax. Celebrities were back in action, but the music didn’t change though. Fortunately, the event gave them inspiration. Every thing else, the inhabitants of The Beginning had to make for themselves: money, buying food or making it, building new buildings, etc. Clothes were shipped in through a transporter device. Since The Beginning is so busy trying to keep things in order, clothes, equipment, supplies, etc. are all made in The Climax - except for movies and music. Movies and music were made in each frequency, and they are swapped between the waves for variety. The only thing they don’t have is verbal communication with the other frequency. They have to use mail. Even though the internet is up and running safe again, they couldn’t create a connection with the other frequency. Now the kids and young adults are going about their lives with drama and romance. So all and all ends well, and the balance lends towards good…