Fighting the Digital Natives

I'm exhausted, my throat is scratchy and sore from my battle cries and I'm barely holding it together. Trembling, alone and completely out numbered with no backup in sight, I desperately try to conjure up a plan of action. How do I take back control and save my family.

Save them.
Save us.

The world has been changing ever since their arrival, but we, none of us, knew that it would lead to this. The citizens of the world now bow their heads in reverence to these soul snatchers, blinded by their own ignorance as their lives slowly drain away. All that is left is just a hollow form of what was once a vibrant, lively human being.

I can't say that I am immune to them for I feel the pull and drain on my own being when I need to engage them; but, I am stronger and I know when to sever the ties before its too late. Unfortunately, the younger you are the more enticing they become and it is now commonplace to see toddlers and children locked in, their families completely unaware.

However, I do not believe it is a lost cause and I am not giving up on my family. No matter what, I will try to save what is left of my family. So, last night, in the wake of a heated battle with a digital native, I stripped him of his cell phone.