Living In Perfection

Prologue:

I hate this world.

It's perfect and I hate it.

People say it's a blessing, of course,

But they have perfect mindsets.

And I don't.

Maybe something went wrong when they shone the orb on me,

I don't know.

But it doesn’t matter,

because I'm going to end it.

Once and for all,

Breaking this curse.

I'm going to shatter the orb.

You might think I'm crazy.

But I'm not.

I just want to prove that perfection doesn’t exist.

By shattering the orb,

And just being me.

I'm living proof.

And so I'm going to sneak into Town Hall tonight.

Even if it gets me killed.

Chapter One:

Another day. A normal one. Nothing was out of order, nothing was wrong. Everything was normal and coordinated.

My Daily Planner:


 * 1) Wake up
 * 2) Eat Breakfast
 * 3) Get ready for school (makeup, brush teeth, shower, etc)
 * 4) Go to school
 * 5) Come back home and do homework
 * 6) Go to violin class (or practice)
 * 7) Go to dance class (or practice)
 * 8) Come back home
 * 9) Eat dinner
 * 10) Wash the dishes
 * 11) Eat dessert
 * 12) Watch TV
 * 13) Go to bed
 * 14) Repeat

It’s quite simple. A perfect lifestyle. Everyone has ranks. First class, second class, and third class. It’s like a pyramid. My family is at the top. I am the mayor’s first daughter and is supposed to be the next mayor, but I don’t want to. I’m not perfect like the other citizens of Perifeta. I’m different, in a good way to me, in a bad way to the others. I don’t have any friends. I’m supposed to graduate tomorrow. I’m not expecting to, though. I’m going to shatter the orb. The orb of perfection. The orb of light. It’s all the same. We’re all the same, a stereotype. And when someone is born out of the stereotype, we get tossed into the forest to who knows what. But everyone says “Everything will be fine”. Those are my father’s exact words. He thinks everything will be fine. Fine, fine, fine. No villager is worried with the orb unshattered.

It’s going to be gone by tomorrow. And I’ll probably be gone with it.

Chapter Two:

Graduation. D-day. The day I would end this illness once and for all.

Instead of going to school, I hurried to the town hall. The door was slightly open, and I peeked inside. My father was talking to the principal of the Université Parfaite, Mistress Adeline