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A City With No People

This is a story from Chobits. It's called "A City With No People" I felt like typing it. I don't have them all yet so it's not the whole story.....

                                          A City With No People
 
In this city there are no people. The lights are on in all the house, but, there is nobody in the streets. Are there people inside? I Peek in a window to find out. There are people. But they are with "them". I look in other houses. These people are with "them", too. This city is just like all the rest. Being with "them" is fun. More fun then being with people. Nobody comes outside anymore. There are no people in this city. I will leave this city and go to another one. I hope that I will meet someone. Someone just for me. But if that someone falls in love with me I will have to leave that someone. Even so, I want to meet that special someone. This is what I think as I leave the city with no people.

 
            A City With No People: Someone Just For Me
 
Just as I feared..there's no one here either. Everyone is inside with "them". Being with "them" is like living a beautiful dream. A beautiful dream that no one wants to wake up from. They will grant your deepest wishes. They will do whatever you ask. They will be whatever you want. They can do things that you cannot. But, there is one thing they cannot do. They can never become people. They might look like people, but they are only substitutes. I know this because I am one of them. Today I look for someone just for me. Someone who will love me even if I cannot fulfill their wishes. Someone who has love for me alone. But, there is another me. The other me asks 'Does that person exist?' I need someone whose love for me is true. I want someone who loves me without asking anything in exchange. Unless that someone loves me for being me, they're not someone just for me. Is this so? It is. This someone exists? He does. If so...then where? My someone is nearby, I think. Perhaps I already know him. But, what if that person does not love you back? What if that person likes someone other than you? People aren't like them. You can't erase feelings. People aren't easy to change. I know. But people do change. Their feelings are dynamic. Feelings of love are more resistant than others. What if he never loves you? Then I'll have to decide. Decide, then do what must be done. Me and the other me.

         A City With No People: They Can Do Anything
 
They can to anything. They are super people made by people. They can be prettier than the real thing. They can be smarter than the real thing. They can be whatever people want them to be. Whatever people can dream of. When the people saw their creation, they thought that their dreams had come true. And in time, they invited people to share a new dream...a dream they can't wake up from. But, is that the dream that people want? Is that what happiness is? They were created to make people happy. But are people truly happy being with them? Is this city with no people truly happy? I don't know. Because happiness depends on the individual. All people are different, no two are the same. What makes one person happy might make another sad. Peoples souls come in all shapes and sizes. And as time goes on and a person grows, their soul can change. Their hopes and dreams can change. That's why there isn't just one type of happiness. Then, there must be a way that I can be happy, too? That is what we all want, isn't it? To find the person just for you, to find your own happiness. That would be wonderful, wouldn't it.

  A City WIth No People: A Wish That Can't Be Granted
 
One day I went to a new city. They are in this city, too. There is no place without them anymore. The people are with them. There are as many of them as there are people. But, there is only one person just for me, and I still have not found him. You are a person, aren't you? What was that? I should do what with my hand? Hold it out? Where are you taking me? Is this your house? Why did you bring me here? Are you....are you...the person just for me? You might be, but perhaps this person only brought me here because I am one of them. Maybe he's just like everyone else. Maybe he just wants me to grant his wishes. I'm not like the rest of them. There is one wish I cannot grant. For if I were to grant that wish, I would have to say goodbye forever to the someone just for me.

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~My someone just for me~