This is my first book so please no hate.
This is the story where I realized I'm not normal. Like I'm really not normal I'm different then
others by many ways. I was adopted when I was young and I don't remember much from my
childhood. The only clear thing that I remember is an older girl, we were running from
something, I'm not for sure what though, I remember that we were scared. She told me to hide
in a crate we had found. That was last time I ever saw her. I don't remember her name or who
she even was. I only remember the necklace she gave me. It's a faded silver, 3D diamond shape,
it can be opened and inside there's a map. I never really payed attention to it, that was until I
realized I'm not who people say I am. My name is Davina and this is my hidden identity.
