☆This is a short story form a creative writing class☆ -Hope you like! - This is a story form the prompt a bus and a crock screw. - From a kids POV 5/12/2075/ Journal 1# Imagine you were the size of a blade of grass, well I am I live in a small world. Basically everyone shrunk down to try and save the earth or something. I’m about 16 and it’s been 50 years since they shrunk everyone. I ride a bus the size of a cork. It’s really hard to think about, apparently they also did it to solve this world hunger problem. I mean we basil eat like kings, one apple could feed just my town and still have leftovers. I guess things are great. But since my parents are super paranoid about me being out of town I never get to see past the city limits. Since they are smaller, the animals that are still big can smash us easily. Good thing we have the city walls, but I’ve always wanted to see a real bird, not just the ones in the school books, waterfalls too. But there’s laws against everything from owning a worm and stuff. Like in the US 2025 they only had 18 million laws. That's counting all the states they added about 15,000 more just when going tiny. This is life in a tiny world. Are parking lots could fit in a shell. I basically live in one. Since everything is small humans have started to use other things for houses, shells, acorns you name it. Only the rich get houses made entirely out of concrete or just wood. I hop on the bus as we speed down the street. Arriving in the school parking lot in 30 minutes or so. Another boring day it seems. It rained the other day which means the school flooded. And when it does all the students have to help with buckets and anything else you could find. My granddad, we call him Pop, tells me how when things were big schools never flooded, well unless you lived somewhere that had a lot of floods. And people kept birds as pets. Sounds like a better life to me. Gotta go my teachers yelling at us!
