You are not in this alone

It’s the year 2019. The government is run by a company called Better Living Industries, located in the heart of Battery City. Their world is literally black and white – their logos, their clothes, even the draculoids employed by them. Their leader is Korse. They market a drug that artificially creates feeling of happiness, eliminating the need to do anything real in life anymore, or experience anything enjoyable. The pills are the main way BL/Ind. employs mind control to the masses. The logo on the pill bottle shows just this – a happy face. BL/Ind has slogans like “we can fix you”, “building a better you”, “everything is perfect” “love is a pill.” This keeps the citizens under their control and blind to what is really going on. My name is Scarlett, I’m 16 (almost 17) and everything around me is so fucked up, the BL/Ind. pills keeps turning everyone into a “happy” person, but all I can see is mind control and oppression over all the citizens, all this stuff happened after the big fire in 2012, I don’t know a lot about it, nobody talk about nothing but the things that BL/Ind. want them to talk about.
I took the little bottle of pills in my hand, I was staring at the happy face logo and then my mom walked into my room.
-Hey honey, your breakfast is ready, don’t forget to take your pills- She said with a “smile" in her face
-Yeah, thank you- I said without paying attention and she walked away.
I haven’t taking the pills a year ago, why?, well, one night I was walking down a street downtown, that day I forgot totally about my pill, and I didn’t make of it a big deal, I was coming back home and then I saw a few teenager boys in a dark alley, wearing colorful clothes and with colorful hair, wearing sun glasses, masks, and a lot of weird colorful stuff. I’ve never saw anyone dressing something besides white and black clothes, so quietly I hide behind a dumpster and looked at what they were doing, they were hearing a radio show, one that I never heard of, the voice of the DJ was talking about the oppression of BL/Ind., about how the pills make you live in a fictional perfect world, and then a song came up, a really good song, it has a really good beat, and the lyrics were so inspirational, I’ve never listened at something like that before, all the BL radio play is calming music that everybody seems to love, but I always liked different things. So, the boys were just hanging around, a few were sitting down on the floor talking, other ones were paying attention to the radio, and two of them were making a graffiti, damage the infrastructure is severely punished, but I was smiling, I felt I was happy, I was enjoying the moment just by watch them doing something different, I’ve never felt this way, the pills take away of you any feeling, so it was amazing. I was staring at them, like about for 15 minutes, and then suddenly five Draculoids appeared from the fucking nowhere and shoot them with their Rayguns, I gasped, I was totally shocked, but I didn’t come off of my hideout, if the Draculoids thought that I was involved, they’ll shoot me too; then the Draculoids took all the color clothes off the bodies, cut their colored hair off and covered up the corpses in white bags with the BL/Ind. logo on it, they put the bags in a truck and they gone away.
I walk on the alley and I saw the graffiti and I could read “Art is the weapon”, I took the old radio and a mask. The only bad crime the boys made was expressing themselves and they got killed for that. It wasn’t fair, it couldn’t be fair.
As I walked down the streets in my way back home I could started to notice a lot of posters with pictures of people like the boys that just got killed with a big red X on their faces with the word “Exterminate” and sometimes “Exterminated”. I was still shocked about it. This is the world I was living in?, this is the government who is supposed to take care of me and my family?, no, I don’t want this, how I couldn’t realize before of the tyranny of the BLI?, what changed?, That’s right! The pills! The guy in the radio said something about mind control of the BLI pills! I was connecting all the dots and when I arrived home, I wasn’t the same, and I’ll never be the same again.
I was being awake about the world around me, all the violence and the shit that BL were hiding from us.
So I decide that I will support the movement of the boys, I went to an illegal flea market and I bought a lot of colorful secondhand stuff, also I bought a blue color hair dye and paint so I can customize my white clothes.
Since that day I never took the pills again.

Notes

This my first writing job ever, I've been thinking about this story a lot of time, but I just don't know how to start it.
English isn't my first language, so I have a lot of mistakes, feel free to correct me (:
I hope you enjoy it!
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