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After being diagnosed with a chronic illness, life for our little boy has been an uphill battle... He isn't even old enough to participate in my village's lottery! ......
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Bring back South Vill. Horror nights!
Our sense of community seems to be really low in the fall and winter times after the lottery in the summer... Let's convince Mayor Zanini to host an offi.....
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After the North, East and West Villages have stopped forcing their residents to kill each other, we want out! Abolish the lottery and bring justice to the victims.

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This is the black box we draw the papers from.
I will put it very bluntly; I lost my best friend, Mari Bentham, in the 2024 ceremony. She was a 17 year old sweetheart. Organized Senior Centre events every month, walked me home every afternoon, and raised her siblings when she had lost her mother in just 5 years ago in the same cruel way. I'm not the only one grieving. Hundreds, thousands of people had their loved ones taken away for a "bountiful harvest" with no science backing this claim up."It's not fair." These are the last words of most victims. Mari's last words too. Nobody stopped picking stones.
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(It'll go to my personal email!)
Every single June 27th, for over a century, our entire town would gather in the town square to take a slip of paper from a black box. Alphabetically, by last names, the household heads come up and the family who pulls the marked paper has every household member drawing individually. That is how our fates are decided. Dumb luck. Children grown accustomed to making the piles that we use to kill a friend. We put families against each other and reduce the values of human lives.
Please support families who've lost someone to the Lottery! The best help is to make sure nobody is alone. This tradition is inhumane and baseless. Every other place has moved on and made amends. Why do we cling onto the past, and actively destroy the future generations by forcing them to stone others, or get stoned to death themselves? We can't sully our hands any further. Please, send a message to the Mayor, and sign the petition to make a change for the South Village.
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This year, it was my momma. I feel sick thinking about it. My little brother was pushed to participate, I was pushed to kill my own mother. I don't want anyone to feel this way, I don't know how to live with myself.
You'd think us humans would be smarter than this......
Mari was in my art class.. Bless her, we miss her everyday. I'd love to draw a picture for this memorial :(
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My original project was rewriting Exotics in the perspective of a member who gives into the greed of power... and then I didn't know how to continue after one page. So, I decided to do something more fun! I had been thinking of our mock debate and the letter to the editor when we went through The Lottery and wanted to make it a real thing. I adore making these websites. I love the idea of making these fake concepts, I wanted to build the world of The Lottery on the internet. Using modern technology to highlight how far humanity has come in this setting to really make you question why this part of the world still holds this ceremony every year, the third person limited perspective doesn't give insight on the characters feelings, so I wrote in the first person to feel connected to each character I basically role-played as. The Lottery makes me forget that each person is a living breathing human with their stories and connections, so I wanted to highlight a specific character (who doesn't really exist in the story), give them traits, a best friend who created this whole site just for her and every other person who lost their life. In a story where humans are reduced to nothing— once they are marked for death, they no longer have a say or second chance— I just wanted to breathe life into it.
Meg Cielos ★
