Creative Writing: Anthem

6. Rewrite the meeting between Equality and Liberty from her perspective.

    We, Liberty 5-3000, were working in the fields when we saw them for the first time. We pretended no to notice their staring, for not only is it against the law to pay more attention to one more than another, but it was also a bit disorienting. Just as we could not take it any longer someone called our name and we turned and walked away, our job finished.
    After that we wondered if we would ever see them again. We knew it was wrong, but we couldn’t stop thinking about them, we couldn’t help it. The next day, and all the days after, they came and watched us work in the fields.
    After a while, we got used to their staring and became almost comfortable with it. We tried to ignore it, but my curiosity got the best of me, it is one of my greatest sins. We worked our way over to the hedge where they waited, I lost track of where I was going and got closer than intended. My eyes widened as I realized how close we were, we spun around, but stopped in our tracks. They met our eyes with an expression we couldn’t quite place. Suddenly realizing what was happening, we swiftly turned and walked away.
    That night was one of the worst ones yet, the head of our house lectured us on the things about our society that we knew before. How and why it was founded, our greatest achievements, the strict laws. But while they were talking about the laws, we could not help but feel as if every eye was on us. Throughout their speech we noticed some holes in the story of our society, to speak of this would be a great sin of course, but it circled in our mind all night. Later, we realized that that was the start of losing our faith in our society.
    The next day, we were fulfilling our daily duties, we glanced over at the road, and sure enough, there he was standing there watching us. Before we could stop it we realized that we were smiling, we tried to stop, but we couldn’t. We tilted our head up to the sky and felt the sun on our face. The bell rang for us to go, we looked back once over our shoulder, a ghost of a smile still on our face.
    After that, we became less reserved, we looked them straight in the eyes everyday. Until one day, they raised their hand to their forehead and moved it slowly with their palm facing down, and everyday, we do it back.
    We were at the moat when they spoke to us. As if compelled by something, we started moving slowly towards them, we then stood for a moment when they said “You are beautiful Liberty 5-3000.”
    “What is your name?” We responded, surprising ourselves, but still going along with it.
    “Equality 7-2521,” he replied.
    “You are not one of our brothers, Equality7-2521, for we do not wish you to be.” we say.
    Though it couldn’t be described in words, we knew they understood what we were saying.
    “No, nor are you one of our sisters.” they said.
    “If you see us among scores of women, will you look upon us?” we ask, a pang of an emotion we couldn’t name running through us.
    “We shall look upon you, Liberty 5-3000, if we see you among all the women of the earth.” As soon as those words came out of their mouth, whatever we had been feeling vanished into thin air.
    Then we asked, “Are the street sweepers sent to different parts of the city or do they always work in the same places?”
    “They always work in the same places,” they answer “and no one will take this road away from us.”
    Their eyes twinkled with something undefinable, “Your eyes, are not like the eyes of any among men.”
    They did not respond to that, and instead asked, “How old are you?”
    “Seventeen.” we whispered for we knew what they were thinking about, a look of pain passed over their face, we smiled as if trying to be reassuring, but we believe it comes across as sadness.
    We look over our shoulder and see our sisters approaching us, we hastily grab our bag of seeds and spread them around the field, our hands trembling in the process.