I walk into the school and the halls are silent as always. The sea of silent, organized, blank faced teenagers fill the hallways just like every other day. I know my face is as blank and emotionless as theirs. We have all been raised to be zombies and do as we’re told. We are raised to have five goals in life. Finish school, go to college, get married, have kids, and raise them to do the same thing. We are taught to believe in God and believe that man is evil and we need to do the best we can to make it up to God for being such a burden. Well, they don’t say that exactly but that is the basics of what it is.
I sit down in my desk as I look around the room. The perfectly white walls. The perfectly white ceiling. The perfectly white floors. No posters or color in the room. There is a single white board and a single black marker and a single eraser. All the desks are white and all the chairs are black. The teacher’s desk is a larger replica of the student desks. On the desk sits a single, white note pad, a single black pen, and a white Apple laptop. Everyone is sitting in their chairs at their desks like robots. I pull a white note pad and a black pen out of my bag as the teacher walks in. She’s wearing a pencil skirt that goes half way down her calves and a loose white button up shirt. She has her hair pinned back in a tight bun. Her wrinkly face was pinched into a smug look. I watch her as she pulls the screen down and turns on the projector. A movie filled with subliminal messages covers the screen and fills the silence. I open the pen and write down all the subliminal messages I can catch.
- God created everything.
- Sex is bad.
- Obey adults.
- Jesus saved us.
- Good grades.
- Mexico is bad.
- Travel is bad.
- Do not do drugs.
- Stay away from alcohol.
- There is no life outside Earth.
That was everything I caught within the 30 minutes it was on. There was only a few of us who could hear the subliminal messages in these videos. We were the ones who refused to be just more robots they brain wash and control. I think they all just need a push to be set free and broken out of this fake shell. Something needs to change.
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