Always Overcast

My vision was blurry, all I could see was white light.

I finally adjusted to the usual sight of my bedroom.

    I got up, the morning fog still clouding my mind, and began to walk downstairs. The sunlight was bright and blinding. I stepped into the kitchen, my hunger began creeping up on me. I opened the pantry door, nothing too good, I could always go down to the local restaurant, but I was trying to save money for a new ship.

  Ships were mainly used for transportation and cargo holding, even though most of our ships had to be made from scratch considering the fact that the unicorns don't supply us with the suitable parts. Most of the time, ship parts could be scavenged from the nearby junkyard, even though you had to sneak in. The AA are cruel like that. Oh yes, about the AA. AA stands for Artificial Alicorn, when the Equestrian population was moved into Hill, some vigilante groups began to rebel, the pegasus had a huge advantage, flight. Soon after, the unicorn guards were outfitted with artificial wings. The process is extremely painful, or so I'm told. Somehow, surgeons manage to connect certain nerves to the robotic wings, allowing complete control. Pretty fucked up if you ask me.

I snapped back to reality.

I turned around and found my TV remote.

Each house in Hill was outfitted with a TV (the shittiest one possible of course) and some basic furniture and appliances, once again, the shittiest ones possible.

I turned it on, the TV was set to the first channel, which of course, was the news.

The news station in Hill was pretty basic, but it was one of the best jobs in the city, I heard that it payed well, and that the news anchors actually had a decent houses and decent furniture.

Once again, the usual reports were coming in, rape, murder, kidnapping, along with propaganda for the AA.

   AA posters were put up all over the city. The posters didn't affect anyone. They were just there to remind you of the morbid and fucked up city that you live in, to remind you that you can't do anything without being persecuted for it, a reminder that you aren't allowed to fly.

I found myself gritting my teeth together in anger.

"What are you getting mad about?" I said to myself, "It's no use too get mad about it now, after all you have been dealing with this shit since you were born.".

I threw the remote in anger and began to cry. Just as soon as I started I stopped myself, "Quit acting like a fucking filly!" I screamed.

Even in my 19 years of living, I have never felt so much sadness at once.