I am an outcast in the flawed society I live in and try to improve it everyday. The space station is filled with jubilant citizens that feel minimal negative thoughts throughout the course of a day. It’s like their all being forced to be happy and cannot express any other emotion. Spreading pessimistic thoughts and feelings throughout the stations is the key to balancing the emotions of all citizens. In the station, I punched my joyful little sister in the face, and now am worried about how my parents will respond. I can feel how concerned my mother is with my well being and safety. My parents, Houston and Dhaka, just left for the doctor's office, probably to discuss their concern for my behavior. I am perfectly fine. More people in this world
