December 12th - Milek

The next few months passed with nothing amazing happening. 
No one told me things anyway, that was for the adults, they said.
It was December the 12th, and tomorrow was my birthday.
I could hardly contain my excitement! 
Tomorrow promised to be a great day.
They had tried to hide it from me, but I had seen flashed of banners, and various other party related items.
The day passed incredibly slowly.
Then, when I was lying in bed, in the evening, I thought about everything.
How we got here, and what was going to happen when I got older, old enough to join the revolution.
I slipped off, into dreams of revolution.

The End

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