Gifted
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Last published Sun, Apr 6, 2014
~~My whole reason of being here is because of my high marks. It wasn't my choice to go to the Academy but I went because I was told that I was "gifted." The cities are categorized as societies: Alibon, Baron, Catalyst, and Darin. I live in Catalyst. Now you see the reason of this Academy is so I can find out what my so called "gift" is. Sounds cool right? Wrong. There are sometimes cases where people have too much power and they can't learn to control it. I don't know what happens after because the Segregation never tells us, and I can't help but feel that they are hiding something from us. There are different gifts that people possess; destruction, illusion, alteration, restoration, and conjuration. Which one of those do I possess you may ask, the answer is unknown to me or the Segregation. There is only one thing that comes between me, the Segregation, and my class marks... A boy, I seem to have fallen for; his name is Jessie Ember. I start to feel things for him and I don't understand why. He is supposed to be the "tough guy" but yet when I'm around him I see other sides. But there is also one thing that comes in-between him and I, and her name is summed up in two words; Monica Star. My name is Lila, I am 16 years old, and I'm determined to find out what my gift is; no matter what it takes.~~
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