The year is 2015. The teenager spoke to them-self, gazing out of the window at a bright sunny day with shimmering white snow blanketing everything. “This is it.” They say. “2015. Everything is finally peaceful. There is full equality. Things are looking amazing. It’s been a year since the last war, and since, all wars have seized. It was the longest peace anyone alive has know.” The teenager turned around, looking at the wood flooring. “All of those terrible things happened so long ago, I’m so glad they aren’t happening now.” They are crying. The television tells stupid news stories about some penguin at the zoo, but as they go online, the gasp and cry out as they hear about a child killed due to race, a woman killed due to sex, a person killed because of sexuality, a person killed because of religion, a person committing suicide because they weren’t accepted.
They shake and cry, knowing that these people could be their friends. It could be the neighbor, 8 year old Andrew, because he is black. It could be their friend Amy because she said no. It could be their classmate Jace because he held his boyfriend’s hand. It could be their best friend Alli, because she wears a hijab. It could be themself because they have always been put down, abandoned, and dejected. But hey, it’s 2015 right? Everything’s better now, isn’t it? Those problems existed so long ago right? There’s nothing to worry about now… that’s what everyone said when they were little….now they just wished it was true.