My Today is My Kids Tomorrow

The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room. Legacy was born inside the facility, so she had never been outside. Her mom was a cosmological theorist, and her dad was a Hermetic occultist. They had been kidnapped twenty years ago and brought to the facility to work. Initially, things were a bit awkward, but over time they adjusted. Legacy's mom and dad were part of a group of people who were aware of a reality that existed outside of the facility. Most of the population was either born there or too young when they came to even remember. Laying in bed looking up at the ceiling was Legacy's favorite place; because there she could imagine the places in the stories her mom told her. Legacy was a great writer, she told vivid stories that felt so real. Everyone in class loved to hear her stories; they would often gather in a circle for storytime. She was chosen by unanimous decision most of the time. She would often try to mirror the stories her mom told her because that always kept everyone engaged. The class was let out early today, and Legacy decided to take a different route to her room. She followed a boy from class; he was always so quiet, and that intrigued her. He stopped in front of a big brown door, fumbled around in his bag for his keys, took them out, and looked back toward Legacy. She was frozen for a moment, barely able to speak. He said, "Are you okay?" "Yes, I'm fine, just waiting for, uh, uh," She was at a loss for words, which was rare. "Honestly, I was just curious as to why you are always so quiet." "I'm a deep thinker," he said. Legacy smiled and said, "Me too." "Would you like to come inside?" he asked. "Sure," said Legacy. They entered the room, and Legacy gasped immediately. "Wow, is this where you sleep?" "Yes, and no," he said in a confused voice. "My bedroom is over there," he said, pointing to another large brown door to the right of the room. "My mom and dad sleep upstairs, and my little brother sleeps in there," he said, running over and closing the door to his brother's room. "Excuse the mess," he said. "Would you like something to drink or a snack?" "Sure," said Legacy. "Come on, that's in here, in the kitchen," he told her. When they entered the kitchen, Legacy said. "No way." " Look at this stove: and refrigerator." " You guys must be rich?" "My parents own the facility, you didn't know that: I thought everyone knew by now." "Oh," Legacy said as she dropped her head. "I better get going before my parents get worried." "You just got here, and besides, you haven't even gotten a snack yet." He opened the pantry, and there was every snack imaginable on the shelves, like in the stores in the stories her mom told her. She didn't want to seem out of place, so she pointed out her favorite snack. "Grab whatever you want," he said. Legacy grabbed one package and walked back towards the other room. "Hey, what about a drink?" he said. "Water is fine," said Legacy. He grabbed two bottles of water and handed her one, then they walked back into the living room. He picked up a remote and clicked a few buttons, and a huge screen came down from the ceiling. Legacy had only seen a screen like that in class. She looked around as the clock struck noon. He said, "Oh, that's my dad's old coo-coo clock." "I've got to go," said Legacy before she bolted for the door. "See you tomorrow." Legacy walked into her room and plopped down on the bed. She lay there staring at the ceiling, and before she knew it she was asleep. "Legacy," her mom called out to her. She jumped up and made her way to the front of the room they all shared. Her mom had bought room dividers to give a sense of privacy. She asked her mother a series of questions that quickly became extremely uncomfortable. Legacy told her mom about her visit with the boy from class. Her mom tried to explain, but nothing could have prepared Legacy for what she was hearing. "How could people be so mean?" Legacy asked her mom. "Honey, only God knows why people are the way they are." her mom said. The next day, during class, Legacy, kept replaying what her mom said in her head. After class Legacy was stopped by the quiet boy, he said "I have got something to show you". He opened the door to his bedroom and one side of his room was a huge window. Legacy had never seen the outside, she didn't even know it existed. There were no windows in the places she was. Her eyes lit up and tears began to roll down her cheeks. It looked just like what her mom described in the stories. She said "It is so beautiful, why can't we go there?" "Is it real?" "Yes" he replied, " it is real, but the air is not safe yet." He told her about the purpose for the facility, how his parents wanted to protect mankind so they built this facility.