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Underground Society

Underground Society

This is society and follow our rules during your education.
Obey them as if they're the Ten Commandments and your new religion.
Here are the set of rules that have been given.
•Get used to the life you've been given, and enjoy your life in this prison.
•Compare yourself to everyone, because it's a competition.
•You aren't allowed a voice, and are supposed to  have someone else's opinion.
•Walk around brainless and pretend to be brilliant, because you're fed lies about things going on in this planet.
•Unless you're famous, no one cares if you vanish.
Now that the rules have been read, cover your eyes and ears with this blanket.
 

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sparrowsong

Hello Beasty...

Right on!

Check out the Public School Uniforms!

I even heard it's don't tell your Parents or Guardians what you learned today or there will be consequences...

The State threatened People I know that if they don't stop home schooling the children will be removed...

They've been home schooled for years and are the most polite and well educated kids I have ever met...

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

Hugs...

sparrowsong

 

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