How do you start a life from the beginning that won't disgust anyone or put them to sleep?
I have no idea. So, we're just going to have to go with this:
My name's Sara. No, I'm not famous. I'm not pretty. I'm not smart. I'm not "super-amazing." I'm nothing but Just Plain Sara. That's what I've been all my life, and now I've done it. I've gone and screwed everything up to the point of no return. That is, unless if I really want to return. At this point it doesn't seem too bright to go back to that hellhole and try and wade through this mess. This "mess" is probably what you're wondering about...well, really you're not wondering about anything. You're just a book that has no views or opinions. Actually, I've never written in a diary before, but this seems to calm me while I'm stuck here on this voyage across the seas.
So, when I said I'm not smart. I guess I'm kind of lying, but not really. Since I am educated and can read and write, but I was never very good at ideas and understanding anything. I'm good at being average, and I've learned to accept that. It's not bad. It's actually quite good since no one can really pinpoint me in a crowd or find me, even if they have the most vivid description of me. That's why running away seemed to appeal to me the most. I knew, just knew I could get away with it. I just took some of my stuff and walked out the front door. Never to be seen again, and now I'm leaving Tortall and going to Carthak.
Tortall, there's a word that you know, right? Yes, the lioness, whom died this past year along with her husband George. It was a sad day and King John declared it to be a day marked off of all work and labor routes. Fitting enough, that was the day I was to be married. Now, I don't want to say that I'm glad that Alanna died, because it's a horrible thing for her children and grandchildren, but if I had to go through with that wedding...
And now I'm going back into all that again. Papa's right. I have to keep my head held straight and my thoughts clear. I also have to learn to say "no" once in a while. That's probably the worst part about this whole thing. I can't do it. I can't say no. I hate to disappoint people and when you tell someone no. It always turns out to be a disappointment for them.
I know, it's boring being me. Well, I'm sorry but that's the way my life is. Boring, and I like it like that.
Sort of.
Either way, it's not about to change anytime soon because right now my surroundings are exactly the same as they have been these past months.
Blue, dark, salty water surrounding me on the left, right, back, and even to the front there's...wait. Is that...
Land?
