Down the Road

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Dear Diary

My name is Cassandra Fortune. I am 13 years old and I have been raised by the Dearths, the richest family in all of Sublime. This is where I've lived for most of my life, but before I was born, I was born somewhere else and no matter how short a time, I belonged to somebody else, no doubt the parents I never knew. When they left me on the doorstep of the Dearths, they left a note, saying my given name and middle name, though not the surname, probably to not give themselves away. They asked if the Dearths would continue to use these names, and so they did. They made them my first and last name, because I was not their child and couldn't take their surname. It was against the law in Sublime. Oh, and did I forget to mention that everything in Sublime is perfect. Everything! All but me. So I grew up being left out and isolated, by everyone. They give me dirty looks that make you feel like scum. Over time I found out why people looked at me like that. A kid on the street wanted to insult me and so he did. He told me that the people think that I am a disturbance and will destroy their peace and order. That really hit a nerve that day. I don't tell anyone what's happening to me. Not even the Dearths. Although they would be the greatest help and they could make it all stop, but I don't want something else for people to turn against me. They would probably think that I have corrupted the Dearths and hypnotised them or something. They'll say that it's the beginning and it will spread like wild fire, and then the Dearths will no longer have the power to save me. That's why I bought this diary, so I can sit in my corner and write my thoughts. And I just can't help but wonder what my life could've been. The people hate me so much and it's not even my fault. They think I'm part of some evil plan conjured by the people that left me on that doorstep. They even wanted to banish me, but the Dearths wouldn't allow it. They wanted to keep me and the people couldn't do anything about it, because the Dearths are well respected for their wealth and wisdom. For that I can't thank them enough and I don't know what would've become of me, but I know I will never be excepted by Sublime.

Cass