Today I venture into the unknown world, full of questions, worries and uncertainty. My father past away three days ago. My mother has driven home to be with her parents, and I am here all alone. More and more people put on HH, more and more people get sucked into the abyss that it creates in their mind. I step foot into a changed world, one where everyones needs can be met and the world can be what you create it. Governments have started lightening up on laws because their rule in forcers are lost to the machines. Without rules the streets are chaotic, people taking whatever they please, places being burnt to the ground. People have started blockading streets and started building shelters for the end of the world. My house is safe on a quiet street, but I still need to find food and resources before they are limited. I have strapped on my old school backpack (I won't be needing it anymore) filled with tools that should help me get through the masses of violent creatures that HH has created. A month ago this world would have shocked me, un prepared I would have hid away. But not now. My heart has become stone because of my brother and dad, my mom has left me too, but by choice. I am on my own, and I know, this is just the beginning...
My dad has fallen incredible ill. Staying in his room has taken his strength and with a broken heart it is hard to heal his body. My mother still spends all day weeping in her room, I have gotten jobs mowing lawns to get food but with the rise of HostHeads people aren't very interested in a perfectly cut lawn. I walk into the grocery store and HH are mindblowningly cheep. $650, for one. Within the first month of launching them. The rich kids in my class haven't shown up to school in days because they have purchased one, and world leaders have missed meetings, and press conferences because their minds are preoccupied with this new device. All stores are hiring now, because so many people are missing due to them being in a whole other world. This is bigger then I originally thought. Maybe the government is trying to control but maybe there is someone else, someone with worse intentions behind this all. I think I will apply for one of the jobs in my community. I need to support my family the best I can right? School is 25% empty anyway. Maybe I can ditch and start making pizza's as a living. Can teenagers do that? Would I get a discount?
I walked down the hallway of the school to meet my crush, I've been in love with him since 6th grade. My love for him gets me through the day and keeps me awake at night. My obsession with him consumes my everything, he has stolen my heart. He wrote me a letter saying he wanted to talk. My foot steps getting closer and closer. The words I hear from his lips making me step back in shock, "I don't like you like that". He stole my heart, so I stole his. On my dresser in a jar, lies the heart of the betrayer, the destroyer of hope.
The government has yet to shut down the project, they have done an excellent job at keeping my brother's story under wraps. My mothers post got blocked on Instagram for being too violent, how can it say such a thing, they are the ones who were violent. My parents have stayed in their rooms for days unless they are hungry or have to use the washroom. The kitchen sink is pilling up and when ever they step out of their rooms they reek of body oder. My laundry is pilling up in the corner and I am slowly running out of meals to cook for them. There is nothing much I can do anymore, I tried to comfort them but I can't when my heart hurts as well. Our house is turning into a dump but I don't have the guts to say anything. I have tried to call my friends to tell them the situation but anytime I get to the part about my brother the phone disconnects. There is something going on that we don't understand, something much bigger than us all. My phone... it's blowing up. "HostHeads are Being Released to the Public After Testing." How? How can they do this?! They can't can they? Why are they putting more innocent lives in danger?
Well... of all the worst case scenarios I thought of this was not one. We just got information that my brother did not make it after they put the HostHead on. Like I get they used him as a test subject but I thought it was safe enough! My parents have isolated in their room devastated. I don't know how to feel. I feel numb like he will walk through the door at any moment. But at least the government can shut this all down once word gets out what happened to my brother. The government will be way to concerned of the backlash if they keep testing, so I'm glad no one else has to go through what my brother did. How did he not make it? Were they not paying attention to what they were doing?! Are the people running the tests even qualified?! Rest In Peace little bro. I will never, ever put on a HH after what happened to you. I just hope they shut this down now. The government can't be that heartless can they?
It's been a few days since we heard from my brother. Maybe the testing doesn't allow him to communicate but you would think that he would contact us before he puts on the HH and by know he must've put it on. Maybe he's so amazed by the testing he just forgot to tell us when he's putting it on officially. Who am I kidding, it was probably all a ploy to get people to test out some superhero serum that turns them into captain America, but half of them failed and now are rats with PTSD in the corner of the room. I hope my brother is not one of them. It would be unfortunate to have a rat for a brother. Although it already feels like I do. If my brother is stuck as a rat for his whole life would my mom and dad will let me get a dog?
But I Can’t
I wake up feeling exhausted and hopeless.
A loss that I do not bare myself but a loss to a friend.
Heart breaks as I empathize with them and my soul weighing under the pressure of making it all better.
But I can’t make it better, my brain knows it but my heart won’t accept it.
I want to take away all the pain and make it all happy again.
But I can’t take it away.
I want them to feel the joy and comfort they used to have.
But I can’t make them feel it.
I can’t do anything.
Pray that they find peace.
Pray they find strength.
Pray they find hope.
When it is out of your hands, lay it at his feet.
Tomorrow is the day where my brother leaves for testing, he will stay in a lab for a couple days making sure all the sizes are right as well as doing a couple of tests before hand to review the end product. Once the testing is done he will officially begin connecting to the HostHead and then after a week of tests and trials he will be allowed to come home, whether or not he will be with the HH is undetermined. If you scroll on YouTube you can find a bunch of people packing their things for the lab. This invention is stopping the world. I haven't breathed since it came out. Will it fix world hunger and all mental health problems?
Today is the day, my brother is all packed up and ready to head out. I feel so unsettled. It just doesn't feel right in my stomach. The government is probably behind it, wanting to control all our minds. I don't know if that makes sense because one of the chosen people to test it out was a former president. Maybe the new government resents him and just wants him to be under their control. My mind is full of crazy ideas, I think that's why my parents allowed my brother to do the testing, to get away from me. I just would rather be cautious by thinking about every worse case scenario. Think of me as the person who will look at the cup half empty so that you can look at it half full. I am just doing my duty for society. My parents also say I'm over confident, but I don't believe that do you?
My whole class went silent when it was time to reveal the applicants. We all watched in awe as our teacher played the announcement on our smart board. They started with the 3 year olds and eventually made its way to the 10 year olds. I was staring off into space that point thinking about all the people that would soon disappear from society, when suddenly a familiar name was called. It was my brothers. I was in complete shock, no way could he have been picked. I asked the teacher to be excused and immediately ran home. Apparently my brother was already excused from class to watch it at home, and when I walked through that door my life changed forever. My parents were a little worried but wanted to support his decision, and my brother was bouncing off the walls with excitement. He rushed to his room to start packing as I went to my room to start contemplating if this was really happening. I got a message from my friend no one in school was picked, apparently the old community librarian was chosen for the 72 year olds, but other then that my brother was the only one from our community getting involved with this experiment. I need to think about all this... will I ever see my little brother again?
Today I have off of school so I'm going back and forth from watching the news unfold by the whole HH thing and playing video games. Oh and I also have to clean my room, which would be great to escape using an HH right now. I wonder how responsibilities will work once they are more normalized. I guess the people being tested are getting paid somehow so they won't miss too much work or anything. What if they never go back to work? Who is going to do the job for them? The news man said they are releasing the applicants chosen tomorrow. So all those girls from my class have probably gone back to their catholic childhood and started praying that they will be chosen. I hear my brother now singing at the top of his lungs "let it be me, let it be me" in the tune of Let it Go from Frozen. These people have turned into animals. I don't mind Disney music though, so I'll let him sing. I'm on my way to McDonald's now, it's about a 3 minute walk from my house so it's safe to say I have a bit of an addiction. Wow, McDonald's was crazy, half the employees were gone due to the fact of them writing applications so my food took 45 minutes to make. If this is what it's like for only some people to be able to HH what will it be like when everyone can HH. Will I have to make my own chicken nuggets?!