Divergent fanfic

Divergent fanfic

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( this is a fanfic not the actual story!) I am getting ready to choose my faction when something odd happens which will change my life forever... Now I stuck in this faction for the rest of my life. I really wish I could have stayed with my family, but I just couldn't. My choice affects my whole life, along with the mistake I made when I went up to choose my faction. Read more to find out more!!! Who is this about? What faction did they choose? What mistake did they make? All these questions and more with be answered when you read my book!!! Please comment on this book and/or vote for it!!! Praise for divergent (fanfic): "Your divergent fan fiction is amazing" @Lydiahinkle3
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{BOOK ONE} There are five factions. Each had their own reasoning for thinking why the war had happened. Dauntless; cowardice and fear. They strive to be brave, fearless. Erudite; ignorance. They strive for intellect, to be smart and curious. Candor; deception. They strive to be honest. Amity; they blamed the war itself along with fighting. They strive to be kind, forgiving, peaceful. Abnegation; selfishness. So they strive to be selfless. Dauntless are our police. Erudite are our teachers. Candor is the law. Amity are the farmers. And Abnegation are our government. I would sit on the ground everyday, wearing my yellow dress with black sandals. Wasn't the best thing for me. Dresses made my shoulders to broad, especially the flowing ones. When I was home alone, or with my mother, I would wear I tight black shirt and white shorts. No one would really approve, mostly because they were Candor colours along with the fact it's not... welcoming enough. I never understood Amity, not because of the kindness and the peacefulness; well, mostly the peacefulness. Whenever it should come down to defending ourselves or walking away. We walked away. It confused me. Maybe I wasn't Amity enough to understand. Maybe I wasn't kind enough. Maybe, just maybe, I didn't belong here. So where do I belong? A/N : First chapter is a little sketchy but that is the case with all of my books. I promise it does get a lot better afterwards Start: Feb 06 2021 End: Dec 15 2021

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