I live in a world that is unnamed. It's just called "the world". Very simple, no fancy words that nobody can pronounce. Just plainly spoken. Same goes for everyone living here. If you were to talk about a girl wearing a pretty blue shirt, you'd say the girl with the pretty colored shirt. But we only say the basic colors, nobody would think to call it "Turquoise" because that's basically a light blue.
Call me Dacien. I came up with that on my own, but you can't tell anyone. If you do, I'll probably get suspended and interrogated. Suspended, meaning, pulled out of my daily routine for a few months.
The people here take naming things very seriously. It's chill, but serious at the same time. I guess we don't want to label anyone with something that they don't want, or the people around them don't want. If you'd want to name a boy Sam, maybe he wouldn't want that, or his parents wouldn't want that, or friends. I guess you could say we care a lot about what others think of us.
I keep saying we and us. It's kinda a habit you form here. We refers to everyone here, or like at least in my city. Which also doesn't have a name. It's just called "the east city". It's filled with tall buildings, skyscrapers, and busy streets.
You might be wondering how I know all of these crazy words. I read. A lot. I've been reading since I was four. Started with a book from the Harry Potter series that I found hiding behind my bed. Books aren't very common here, because they carry too much information. It might make us think for once. Sarcasm intended.
This is my story, and the adventures I had to go on to find my true self. Sounds super cheesy but I swear it's probably interesting.
Stay tuned, listeners.
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