Change, Sacrifice, Unity, Humanity

This free-flowing series explores life through the lens of the "Some - No - Any and - Every" body's in the town called Insanity. Check back to see how the story unfolds.

Chapter 1: Change requires Somebody

Change stumbled through the streets of ExcludeYouville, seeking assistance from someone, anyone who cared, who gave a damn. Change was winded and weary.  Exhausted from continuously seeing fellow verbs being mistreated and misused. How can others, nouns, adjectives, even adverbs go about their everyday lives and ignore the cries for help of her people, as they mourn the imprisoned, exiled, and murdered verbs?

Change saw movement ahead and called out to the group moving along the grassy landscape of Premier Lane near the cobblestoned road of ExcludeYouville, “help, we need your help!” she cried.

The group looked at Change, who was barely able to walk and having trouble breathing.

Somebody from the group spoke, “Hey, HEY stop! I think she needs our help.”

SomeoneA looked in Change’s direction and told Somebody we can’t help her. She’s in ExcludeYouville, that is where our Leaders exiled the undesirables.

“Undesirables? What are undesirables?”  asked Somebody.

SomeoneB expressed incredulously, “You got to be kidding me. Do you really not know what undesirables are?  Where are you from again?”

SomeoneA interjected, “Leave her alone, you know my cousin is from up north.  They live differently there.”

SomeoneB said loudly, “You better educate her quickly before she gets herself and us in a world of trouble with her bleeding heart!”

“What are you all talking about? We don’t have time for this we need to help her!” exclaimed Somebody.

Somebody began walking towards Change, who stopped just short of the cobblestoned road.

“STOP!” SomeoneB yelled. “You can’t help her; she should not even be talking to us without permission!”

Before anyone could say anything, an oversized, grimy, gruff Someone came out of the shadows of the buildings along the cobblestone road and grabbed Change by her hair, swung her around and pushed her back down the road from where she came. Change winced and tears rolled down her face, as she stumbled and scraped her knee against the rough and grimy uneven stone.

The oversized, grimy, gruff Someone, turned back and looked at the group of Someone’s and firmly instructed them, “Go on 'bout your business, there is nothing to see here.”

Somebody inquired, “what is wrong with her? She looks like she needs our help.”

The oversized, grimy, gruff Someone stepped onto the green plush grass with decorative pavers and said, “Move on, there’s nothing to see here!”

Somebody became nervous, but planted herself toe-to-toe with the oversized, grimy, gruff Someone, looking up beyond the scrubby whiskers of his face into the deep dark depth of his eyes.

Suddenly, she felt a firm hand on her shoulder as she was whisked around and pulled along the grassy path back to the vehicle they arrived in. Somebody struggled to free herself but to no avail.

Her cousin, SomeoneA loudly whispered in her ear, “calm down, that is Big Burly Someone and he is as ornery as a wild mustang trying to be tamed! He hates his job and his life, so he takes it out on the undesirables. You are not from around here and he can easily take his anger out on you!!

“Let me go! What do you mean he takes it out on the undesirables?” Somebody asked. “What does that mean?”

“We don’t know, and we don’t ask” said SomeoneB. “Let’s go!”

“What about the verb we saw?” Somebody asked.

“Not verb, undesirable” snapped SomeoneA.

As Change heard the vehicle drive off, she snuck a look back where the group of Someones once stood and dropped her shoulders as she listened to the continuous cries of her people and the laughs of Big Burly Someone. She dropped her head feeling depleted knowing today was not the day for Somebody to help them.