1 What it was

Farming. That's what I've done since I was brought to this world after all. My main purpose right now isn't really to hang out with friends or even socialize with others. I work, I risk my life and I work some more till I go to sleep, wake up and do it again. That's my routine, that's how it's always worked for us, and I don't really think it'll change.

At least that's what I'm always told. I always walk to town through a forest full of animals that can literally rip me to shreds, and I'd be judged if I socked a guy in the face. Now that may have been extreme at that time, but in my defense I was angry. Anyways, at that time, I was maybe 8 years old I guess? I was busy looking out for the farm while ma and pa both walked to town and grab some new tools, that's when he showed up. He was named Jamie, I've seen him around town, preaching about the three factions of our society to work together while kids and adults soiled his shoes. That was a pretty sad day. He had asked me whether I believed in life with meaning, meaning whether I believed that the three factions of our home could work together and tear apart the walls hold us all back. I said no, because I was a working farmer, and that's all I'll be. He understood and moved on but he'd stay in 'touch', just in case I changed my mind somehow.

At night I started thinking, I've been in this farm for a pretty long time and yet, I could never see myself settling down here. I searched the attic to find some old pictures of my great gran grans and grandpas to see one of them had traveled before. Then I've thought about my own feeling of unease in the farm, I've been antsy and felt like I've been in a box. It wouldn't matter to my folks if I left or not, so I might as well make a new home for myself, but I'd rather let them know.

That day, I had called Jamie and we've discussed the leaving part with my folks and they were ok with it, that meant I didn't need to stay here much, they could handle themselves pretty well on their own after all.

So this was my first few steps, my first few in awhile. And my last.