Sweet Sorry

Sweet Sorry

Citizen Deregistration

As someone who knows the Munao Island and it's people since I was born. I have grown quite bored with the same routine.

You can call it a lack of hobbies or interests, but I have participated in all the skills schools throughout my upbringing. I shouldn't brag that's my mother's thing, but I can proudly say there's nothing here that I have not fully given a chance. So, really it should be called a lack of entertainment.

I had to wait till I were of age to make this decision. My mother and father were not very pleased, but they always knew this place would not be able to hold me entertained for the rest of my life. Safe to say, leaving was inevitable.

On this island there is a law regarding travelling which is why I had to be of age to decide.

First, unless you are a foreigner you may not leave unless you deregister as a citizen. No citizen leaves the island and returns. It's a one-way ticket out once you sign your name and have your brand removed.

The branding is a tattoo like stamp on the backside of your hand that is renewed every year as long as you live here. Anyone who comes here is immediately recognized by the lack of branding.

My father kept asking me if I was sure I wanted to leave. He never left the island, but he has always communicated with foreigners through business means.

I cannot wait another 20 years to take over my father's business just to be able to talk to foreigners and not explore their lands myself.

My mother on the other hand kept overfeeding me claiming the lands outside the island are much poorer than the island, because they're too skinny to claim that their lands are more prosperous than here.

I don't have any siblings so you can imagine how spoiled I am when it comes to affection from my parents. However, they aren't too clingy so they did not object to this, they just wanted to try and convince me to stay with some level 1 scaring tactics. It's pretty sweet.

(a bit later)

I am sitting here in the governmental office filling out the documents in relation to my citizenship deregistration. It is about 11 to 13 pages, I didn't really count it, I'm still reading everything I think is most important...

-Okay fine, I'm scanning through it. I'm really not going to sit here the entire day reading every word. The officer passing me the stamps and pen is also explaining that once I leave I may not be in contact with the inhabitant unless it is business related and a lot of other rules I must obey, because I will be considered less of a Munao with each signature I put on the pages.

The way she's talking to me reminds me of my mother, she takes my hand and puts it in a little electronic looking box. She looks me in the eye, "Are you sure?" I nod, "yes." She switches it on and it removes the brand. It stings a bit then burns a little after about 1 minute or two after it had already cooled down she switches it off and I take my hand out and for the first time I have seen my hand without the brand. She smiles a bit asking if it feels weird and I nod.

Finally, I am no longer a Munao.

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