Mary lives in Amity but it just doesn't seem to sit right with her. The Aptitude test is fast approaching and she cant decide which faction she see's herself in for the future.
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For the past sixteen years of Mary's life she has been stuck in the same place. Some may believe it is a paradise. But not to Mary. You see, Mary grew up in a community or as they call it a Faction, named Amity. The Amity faction were the kind and good natured ones who were always happy and smiling whilst working on the farms. Everyone saw them as lucky because they lived and worked outside the fence. Mary was one of the very few who didn't want to be outside of the fence. She wanted to wander the city streets and see and smell and hear and feel the different environment that she could always see but never quite reach.
Mary had been waiting for this day ever since she heard what the Aptitude test was. It was the test that told her what her destiny would be. She didn't hate it at Amity but she always felt like something was missing. Like there was more to her life than sowing seeds and digging up dirt with people who were constantly happy. Unusually, Mary was an only child. That was because her mother was trampled by a stampede of cattle that got loose when she was three. She didn't remember the accident but her father never was the same after it. Mary was raised mostly by her aunt Eugenia because no one thought that Mary's father was capable of raising a daughter by himself. Mary didn't mind not having a mum. She didn't see her aunt as her mother but it was the closest she could get to one.
She had her friends to confide in if she was desperate but that rarely happened. Ever since her mother's death everyone noticed that Mary was more independent than any other Amity member. People found it odd when she would wander through the apple orchards when everyone else was eating dinner. Or how she would sit in her room all weekend and no one knew what she was doing. Mary was the "weird" one. The outcast, but no one openly said it.
Events like these made Mary see more and more clearly that Amity just wasn't for her. There were too many bad memories there. She began to ponder on the idea of herself in another faction. Could she be honest and open about others and herself in Candor? Or smart and sophisticated in Erudite? She imagined herself on the top of a building surrounded by the Dauntless and down in the alleys helping the Factionless with the Abnegation. To Mary they all seemed so interesting and fun. She couldn't wait for her Aptitude test.
Please be generous with the reviews. This is my first shot at writing fan-fiction.