The Perfect World

Jon's eyes lit up. He had found the coolest improvement to make to his world. And with a smile, he began to type. EVERYONE WAS FRIENDLY TO EVERYONE ELSE. THERE WAS NO WAR, NO FIGHTING, NO BULLYING, NO TERRORISM. THERE NEVER WAS. Suddenly, his room began to shake, as if there were an earthquake. The entire world was changing all around him. Wars and fighting ceased to exist. The world was at peace. And as far as anyone in that universe (except for Jon) knew, it had always been that way. When the shaking finally stopped, the reality had completely shifted. Jon left his room to see how much better things were.