New World Order

Chapter One – Discovery

June 13th, 2031

I’m quite sure that anyone with a brain could have predicted that at the rate of our tasteless destruction of our planet via global warming, world wars, and pandemics, we would not have too much time left. Little did we know, a decade was all most of us had left. Granted, scientists and politicians alike spent a little too much of their effort convincing us that there was nothing to worry about rather than using it to save our skins. I suppose many years from now, when the dust settles, the history book rendition of what really happened and how we had a chance to make a difference but did not take it would be blatantly avoided. But I know the truth… and if you’ve found my journal, along with the other contents of this time capsule, you’re about to know too. What you choose to do with this information is up to you, but if you know what’s good for you… keep this a complete secret until you’ve gotten to the last page. Oh - and no skipping ahead. I may be dead by now, but I’ll come and haunt you.

I close the rugged journal and place a makeshift bookmarker into the first page, hesitant to continue. Just last night while walking along the sands of the beach, I saw something float up to the coast. Curiosity got the best of me, and I took it home with me. Now here I am with what I now can see is a time capsule that dates to twenty odd years before mine, and I can’t help but wonder how I was lucky enough to stumble upon this. Taking the heart shaped locket that was laying in the capsule, I put it on, feeling drawn to the rustic look that could never be found elsewhere. Closing the time capsule, I snap back into reality seeing that I have about 5 minutes left to get ready if I wanted to make it to class on time. Luckily, my dorm isn’t too far from the hub of the college campus. After a painful day of classes, I hightailed it back to my dorm room. I don’t know what it is about this mysterious journal writer, but I have to know more. The thoughts filled my head all day, and I could barely pay attention to my professors. The closer I got to the time capsule, the locket around my neck seemed to beat like a real heart. The steady thump in the back of my head made me all the more anxious to get back to the journal. Locking my room door and tossing my bookbag aside, I waste no time to open the time capsule and pull out the journal.

June 17th, 2031

It’s been a few days since I’ve had time to write in this journal. Right now, the world is in complete chaos. The Covid 31 strain has ravished almost half the population, we don’t have the season of winter anymore, and about every other country hates us. I don’t blame them since America’s selfishness is what lead to this. As the president of the United States’ only child, it is a miracle I’ve maintained my sanity to this day. Nothing like being anti-political in a politically ruled family. I wouldn’t live up to my childhood nickname of Nosey Nadine if I didn’t looking around where I had no business. Though what I discovered last week… I wish I had never been snooping. I overheard my father on the phone with other world leaders in a conference. I had slipped into the air vents and quietly crawled into the oval office area to overhear conversations. This wasn’t new to me. The man who was on the phone as my father, however, was. I listened to the hour long conversation where 12 of our trusted world leaders agreed to purposefully initiate World War 4 and move into phase 3 of the plan. The conversation went on for another hour, and I found out things I should not have known about. I nearly puked all over myself right in the air vent from nausea and crawled my way back to the bedroom with purpose. If what I just heard was right… these people are planning to destroy the world on purpose just for population and political control methods. If anyone knew what I knew there would be some serious trouble. What am I going to do? What could I do?

Chapter Two – Puzzle

I close the journal and shake my head. As much as I had wished this time capsule and information inside was all a practical joke, I knew there was definitely some truth to this. History books now place blame everywhere but where it belongs when discussing WW4. Our current population is one billion, give or take. Nobody is allowed to have more than two children. Population control succeeded for certain if that was indeed the case… and with our New World Order, there has not been any political unrest. Sometimes it feels like the world is just too perfect. Even the weather is perfect, balanced, and planned. From the early years of elementary school, history books explain how our newly human controlled weather and NWO has been very important in the new and improved planet we currently live on. But what happened between the chaos and what we have now? What is global warming? We didn’t learn about this. Lost in my thoughts, I was brought back by the hum of the heart shaped locket, beating steadily at a different rate, much quicker, than my actual heart rate. I set the journal to the side and look into the time capsule. I find a false bottom, and inside are newspaper and journal print outs dating to twenty years ago, each piece discussing either global warming or impending war. The confusion riddles me, and I try to put the pieces together like a puzzle. I take up the journal again and read more, hoping to find some answers.

July 7th, 2021

A few weeks ago, I overheard my dad and the world leaders discussing doing the unthinkable. They’re purposefully planning to destroy the world so that they can rebuild to their liking. I haven’t been able to look at him the same. He’s asked me what was wrong during dinner tonight because I barely touched the food, but I lied and said I was worried about girl troubles. The real reason I wasn’t eating was because I was planning on what to do. Since the first meeting I’ve listened in on, I have attended the other meetings faithfully through the air vent, careful not to let myself get caught. I realize now that there is nothing that I can do to put a complete stop to the plan. I do know that I could at least hold them up. My dad flew out about an hour ago to an event out of state and will not be back for a few days. I snuck into the infamous oval office and hacked into my dad’s laptop. It was too easy considering the password was just my name but spelled funky with letters and symbols. Finding the information, I need was entirely too difficult. I should have known that there would not be a folder clearly labeled WORLD DESTRUCTION. Then after doing some snooping, I found what I needed hidden under a false name. There were some typed minutes with notes and dates for the roll out plan. We have recently been suffering from Covid 31, and vaccines are not easily accessible as many valuable scientists that discovered a cure has been found dead. At first, I figured there was no ill intention here, but I was wrong. July 20th was in the notes for the day a faulty shipping of vaccines would be spread around the world. A sub note held the contact information for the medicinal company that will assist. Purposefully altering these vaccines to cause extreme complications in a great number of people will surely bring down the population. I can’t let this happen. I knew that I was taking things too far... that I should stop while I’m ahead. Instead, I used my father’s email to send to the head of Pearson Medicine telling them the plans were cancelled and gave my phone number to call and confirm. I answered pretending to be one of my father’s henchmen and had the secret code readily available from eavesdropping on previous conversations. Let’s hope this will do something.

Chapter Three – Bravery

I wake up to the blaring sound of my alarm. Stretching I look down and see that I fell asleep in the middle of reading the journal. Quickly getting ready to start my day, I make sure to put the necklace on and I bring the journal with me this time, not wanting to let it go. Between classes, I continue to read through the journal of someone that takes bravery to a new level. After the last class of the day, I walk back to my dorm nearly running into a few people as my head was stuck in the journal the entire way there. I had read so much that I neared the last few journal entries.

December 2nd, 2031

I’m worried that all of my work is for nothing, and it’s all my fault. To whoever’s hands this journal may fall into: DON’T TRUST ANYONE. I made the mistake of involving who I believed was one of my closest friends. I figured it was suspicious how quick she was to help me without asking so many questions. I realize now that her endgame was to rat me out. It looks like she’s been a double agent. She has given every lick of information from me straight to my father and the rest of the world leaders. I went into the air vent this evening to listen in on the meeting and was shocked to see Chloe, siting right next to my dad telling everything down to the secret blog I planned to start to leak information to the public and have them prepare for what’s to come. I quickly crawled back into my room. It’s been about 10 minutes, but this will likely be my last journal entry. For the things that I’ve done, there is no way I can go without punishment. Especially since I was meddling in such business as this. I’ve decided that even though all of my work was reversed due to being backstabbed by my friend that one day in the future there will be someone as passionate about revealing the truth as me. If my suspicions are correct, history will not be revealing to the truth, so I’ve gathered some newspaper articles with plenty of information to help you try and fill in the gaps along with my lucky locket that was passed down to me. Now that you’ve reached the end… I need a favor from you. Inside the heart shaped locket, there is a mini flash drive. It contains the leaked information from my secret blog I never had a chance to post. It may be decades later when you get this journal, but the people deserve to know the truth.

I never even thought to open the locket! I open it and as the journal said, there’s a mini flash drive. Everything I learned from the journal, the articles, and the flash drive is all here, and I have the power to make it known! What if I get in trouble for revealing the truth? I wish I had the same bravery as her. I put everything back into the time capsule and drive out to the beach. With my strong arm I launch it back into the ocean, hoping the next reader will be bold enough to spread the truth.