Aurora 2026

Anonymous

where you wanna be.” “Will I?” I shot back, unconvinced. I would’ve been even more unconvinced if this conversation had happened today, or the night before. “You will, baby. Now head to school.” I was dismissed. That was a long time ago. I’m in a school building, the one here today, the day that is any day this week and last month and no day at all. That one, yes, it is also grey and bland. The floors look like water, but only when they are freshly cleaned. Otherwise, they look like mud. But this building, these buildings, were actually yellow, and in some places blue. The walls, I mean. In them were a thousand, two-thousand more of the people that aren’t real because I am the only real person on Earth. They ignored me, dismissed me too, like my mom did those years ago. This school had a small cafe. It was blue, just like the school, but grey now, just for me, and the students of the school would go up and grab whatever they wanted. The staff would get stressed, and I always noticed that frustration on their faces. They tried not to let it show. They tried to hide it, but I always noticed. I would’ve offered to help, I had experience. But I didn’t. I didn’t offer my help. I didn’t do much of anything in school. That made me a bad person, maybe. Maybe. After all, I don’t know the rules of the game. Eh. It didn’t matter. It is not like they were real. The frustration. They didn’t even have real jobs because they didn’t exist. No one existed. I was the only real person. The only real person on Earth. The cafe was packed today, the day after last night and no day at all. I just walked by. No one looked at me, no one stopped me. No one said, “Come to the cafe! Get a drink!” Or maybe they did, but I surely wouldn’t have cared. Why would

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