A family sat around a table decorated with an extravagant turkey dinner. The parents spent their time scolding their 3 and 5 year old. The oldest a girl, long golden hair cascading down her back laughing while she chewed open mouthed. The youngest a boy, cropped hair, a slight smirk splashed across his face while he used his hands to eat his mashed potatoes covered in a thick river of brown gravy. They were the epitome of societies sudden distance from responsibility. Essential troublemakers, their parents did little to correct their behavior, instead placing blame on other figures that passed in and out of their children’s lives. Teachers were suddenly the reason kids had bad grades, behavior disorders took the blame for rude and disruptive behavior in class. Parents walked away from a child’s life relatively scot free of any blame for a complete and utter fuck up. Hence the governments involvement. After years of economic hardship and the general population slipping further and further into poverty without any willingness to do any dirty work it had finally gotten to the point the government had to step in. To take away the power from the parents, and breed a generation that would fix the problem. Which is when, and why, this young family heard a knock on the door.
Two men in grey suits, stood in the doorway, with a small woman, barely pushing 5 feet, between them. She unclipped 2 pieces of paper and handed them to the parents. They stood there dumbfounded while reading the notice which simply read,
“ We are here for your children. - United States Government”.
The 2 men pushed passed them and picked up the kids while they screamed and carried them into the black van in front of the house. The father began to protest but as he ran after them his heart caught in his throat. At every house that had a child living there down the length of the street was a black van and he watched as kids were being dragged kicking and screaming away from their parents and into the darkness of the night.