Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction 2020complete | Page 422

I sit down on my chair between my parents upon the stage where we hold our city meetings. In front of us is a
sea of people, all dressed perfectly in uniform waiting in their rows.
Daddy opens by talking about how New Cantonesia must be perfect, and how rules are necessary for perfection.
He then talks about the protests that have been happening and the people causing imperfection in our society.
Then the main part finally starts.
“We all have gathered today to see what happens if we allow imperfection. Right here, are all the people that
have invaded our houses and committed several crimes against the rules.” He says while signalling to the servants
on the side, that brought out the protestors in batches, gagged and tied up so they don’t resist. Some try to
anyways but were quickly dealt with by the peacekeepers.
“These people tried to sabotage our society by causing imperfection, and they are a danger to us,” Daddy
continued, “And so they must be punished.”
As soon as he finished his sentence, matches were thrown at the bundled up rioters and instantly burst into
blazing flames that licked at their faces.
I can’t wait until this is over so we can go back to our home, away from all this imperfection.