Vault 75: Reginald

Vault 75 was one of the many vaults created by Vault-Tec as part of a grand social experiment. Unlike other vaults, Vault 75 had a sinister purpose: it was designed to breed and train children into perfect soldiers through a rigorous eugenics program. The inhabitants were unaware of the true nature of their existence, believing that they were simply living in a safe haven from the outside world. This diary chronicles the life of Reginald, a young boy who lived in Vault 75 from the age of 6 until 18. It provides a unique insight into the life and thoughts of a child growing up in an environment designed to manipulate and control.

Reginald's diary ended when he was 18, marking the end of his time in Vault 75 and the beginning of his journey into the wastelands. His story is a testament to the resilience of the human spirit and the desire for freedom, even in the face of unimaginable control and manipulation. Vault 75 may have been designed to create perfect soldiers, but it also inadvertently fostered a sense of independence and rebellion that ultimately led to its downfall.

Diary Entry:

Year 1: Age 6

Spring: Dear Diary,

Today was my birthday! I turned six years old. They gave me a new jumpsuit and let me play with the other kids in the common room. It was fun, but Miss Parker said I have to start training soon. I don't know what that means, but I hope it's as fun as today was.

Summer: Dear Diary,

Training is hard. They make us run a lot and do all sorts of exercises. Miss Parker says it will make us strong and healthy. Sometimes I miss playing with my toys, but they said this is more important.

Autumn: Dear Diary,

We started learning about fighting today. They showed us how to punch and kick. It felt strange at first, but I think I'm getting better at it. Miss Parker says I'll be a great soldier one day.

Winter: Dear Diary,

I got sick and had to stay in the medical bay for a few days. The doctors were very nice and gave me medicine to make me feel better. They stuck me with a needle, it hurt, but I stood still. It was full of something with a weird color, the medicine looked funny and I felt funny afterwards. They said I have to be strong and healthy to help everyone in the vault. I was sent to bed afterward because my body felt heavy. I miss my toys.

Year 6: Age 11

Spring: Dear Diary,

I'm getting really good at the training now. They say I'm one of the best in my age group. Sometimes I wonder why we have to train so much, but everyone says it's to protect us from the dangers outside. I wonder what the outside is like, The adults don't talk about it much.

Summer: Dear Diary,

We had a test today. They called it an "evaluation." They said it was to see how strong and smart we are. I did really well and got a special badge. I'm proud of myself, but some of the other kids didn't do as well and they were really upset. My friend Chris didn't do so well and him and the others were taken away to a different room. The instructor says that the people who scored low will be given special training. I wonder what kind of training Chris is getting, I hope he comes back soon.

Autumn: Dear Diary,

They started teaching us about the outside world. It sounds scary with all the monsters and bad people. I'm glad we're safe in here, but sometimes I wonder what it's really like out there. I haven't seen Chris at all and when I asked about him the adults didn't know who I was talking about. What happened to Chris? Where did he go?

Winter: Dear Diary,

I overheard some of the older kids talking about escaping. They said the vault isn't what it seems. I don't know what they mean, but it made me feel uneasy. I like it here, but now I have questions. My body feels really sore. I got another injection today from the doctor, they said its to keep me healthy and strong. I don't like these shots, they hurt too much and I keep blacking out. Where's Chris?... other kids are missing too. Did we really have this many empty beds?

Year 12: Age 17

Spring: Dear Diary,

I'm almost 18 now. They said soon we'll be given real responsibilities. I feel ready, but part of me is nervous. The older kids have been talking more about revolting. They say we're being used, but I don't know what to believe. Miss Parker is missing too... she has been for a while now. Things feel off to me now and I don't like it.

Summer: Dear Diary,

Things are getting tense. More kids are talking about rebelling. I don't understand why they want to fight the adults. Miss Parker has always been nice to us, but they say she's part of the problem. She isn't a problem, if anything she's like a mom to us. I want to find her and tell her what's going on. I want to find Chris too, but one of the kids said that he's gone like the others. The others? How is he gone? Did he go somewhere? If he went somewhere he would have told me right, I'm his best friend. I noticed that there's only 25 of us now... there used to be 60 of us.

Autumn: Dear Diary,

The rebellion happened. It was chaos. Some of the kids broke into the armory and got weapons. There was fighting everywhere. I didn't know what to do, so I hid. When it was over, some of the researchers were gone, and a few of the kids said they were leaving the vault. I couldn't find Chris or Miss Parker, I think they already left. I'm going to leave too, I don't want to be alone here.

Winter: Dear Diary,

I'm writing this from outside the vault. We finally made it out. The world is so different from what I imagined. It's dangerous, but there's also a strange kind of freedom. Its so grey and the air is stale, it's quite too. I don't know what the future holds, but I'm ready to face it. I'm leaving this book behind and heading out with a group of kids north. I hope we find a new home soon its getting dark. I hope we find Chris and Miss Parker.