Class was a bore as the teacher droned on. How could you enjoy the same repeated history, preached as fact when most was fiction? I was not one to challenge authority, rather I was the one who followed. I sat quiet in the class, knowing every fact but uttering not a word. Was it easy? Not really, there were times I wished to speak. But I knew my place, I was not one to preach.
My name is Alia, Alia Daman, and I am the outsider. I did not belong in that school for it was meant for them, the ones who were never to know the truth. I however was well knowing of the truth they would face. It was a dark future that was to come but how could I, a regular girl, be the bearer of bad news?
I wasn't like the rest of my schoolmates, with both my knowledge and ambition. I aimed to be the best, the one they would look to for advice, and my work was a reflection of my ethic. While the teacher would ramble on and on about some drab topic, I would sink into my chair and write stories of a death of injustice. I had few friends then.
I was happy with life then, though dull and drab. There was a sense of stability in how I lived, an assurance of my safety. I had a plan of what I would do, my future lay within my grasp. Change scared me, but nothing would ever change. That I held in my heart as truth.
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Science FictionAlia was a normal girl and all her life she strove to be the best. When unforeseen consequences hit her life, Alia is forced on a mission to follow the wishes of her mother. How can she do something that challenges her beliefs?
