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Chapter Two: "Diary Entry #1"
The Private Diary of Tanita Myers
I completely gave myself away today. I hope Branson doesn't really read those things. I'm not supposed to know how to write well, or even use grammar for that matter. The whole world thinks that I'm stupid and I'd like to keep it that way. I hate working. I hate anything that takes too much effort and that I don't enjoy. That would include schooling and also professions. Were I any other girl I'd have to work for a living, but fortunately, Daddy is rich enough to pay the bribes to the Order. I love him for that. If they knew my true IQ level I'd probably be shuttled off into a private school and then forced to become an astrophysicist or some other such thing.
But back to the journal entry. Now, sitting here in the bright daylight, I wonder at how it could have frightened me so much. It was ethereal. I don't know where the idea for the creatures came from. I have never read Old World fiction, but sometimes I hear about the fantastical creatures that were created. If these things in my dream were anything like that, I can see why the books were banned. Apparently some still exist, though.
I've had dreams of this place before. It's this beautiful pastoral countryside, and it has never felt evil before. Sometimes I see little windows and round doors built into hillsides, and sometimes I see these beautiful bluish mountains from a distance. And there is the sea, on a beautifully hazy day, complete with fog rolling in as I feel the air growing cold. It's amazing how real these dreams are. I'm torn between wanting to visit this place again and facing the fear that I know will greet me.
I wonder if the Government would consider my thoughts and dreams illegal. Probably, since they only want one competitor in thought and that's them. Everything is sacrilege. There's only one religion and that's theirs: the Unified Earth Order. Actually, my initiation is next week. I will soon become a legal adult. Well, I already am, really. I turned eighteen nearly a month ago. Usually initiation doesn't take place until you are out of school at least by a year, but of course, I've managed to fail two of my grades. My parents were furious when I failed Year 5, but I suppose by now they've accepted the fact that I am stupid.
The maid is yelling at me through the door now. I guess it's supper. I'd better go. First I will hide this diary in its secret place which I dare not mention in case it is found…
Cheers to all. Tanny.