The Worst Idea Ever. (The 100)

introduction

Who am I? I have no fucking idea. I search for pieces of myself in the things I see in others. And for a short part of my life I thought I knew who I was.

I was the daughter of Marcus Kane. But I had a twin. I was the younger. They kept me around until I was 9. By then they understood everything about me and my sister. I was smarter, but more defiant. I was impulsive and hyper active. In the eyes on Kane I would be the child who would have to go.

Kane kept me on lockdown in our living space at all times. I never had to hide under the floor boards like Octavia. Their were rumors about me but nothing ever happened. after Octavia was put in the sky box and her mother was floated, people then began to confront Marcus about me. That was it for me.

My sister stayed with him. I was kicked out. I had no identity. I was a drifter. They convinced my sister I was imaginary. I became no one.

I had met almost every person on the ark. I knew every name and the face it was tied to. No one ever remembered me though. I was just a stranger you smiled at when you passed them in the hallway.

I spent most of my time reading and drawing. I dreamed of more than just metal junk. I dreamed of a place where I could do whatever the hell I want. I wanted to walk among the clouds and run with beings other than the those on the ark. I wanted something new.