During an undisclosed time period in the city of Chicago,

 Teenagers at the age of 16 choose their factions uncertainly

 The kids shall make their choice, and pain, they’ll have to undergo

the decision that could change a person’s life for eternity


A story of a girl who starts a new life, and changes from Beatrice to Tris,

The Aptitude test results declared her Divergent

The girl had not much choice and chooses Dauntless.

For she had no time and was urgent


She’s chosen to leave her nest

For she can not afford fail,

but emotions kept rising in her chest

and her skin constantly turned pale.


Tris has to fight until she’s out of breath

either she ends up factionless, or even face death.

This is a photograph of me
It was taken years back ago
At first it seems to be
a lovely, beautiful
photograph: colourful and nicely framed

Then as you look precisely, 
you'll see my wedding ring
Clasping hands with Joseph.
Yet, if you see his face,
you'll see his face expression
what ought to be gentle
but emotionless

In the back ground there is a creek,
and beyond that, the new house that we have bought.

( The photograph was taken
the day I married Joseph.
I am clasping hands with no emotion in my face.

It is difficult to say why
I married him, or to say 
how and what made me do it:
but the force of my parents...
and his.

But if you look long enough,
eventually
you will understand the pain
and fear I have felt that day.)

God created man in his own image

And God decreed that man should have one body, one head, two arms and two legs

How dare you bring this child in a god-fearing household

God declared that each arm should be jointed in two pieces and end in one hand

Banish offences and Blasphemies!

 Each hand should have four fingers and one thumb

and each finger should bear a flat finger-nail

Only the image of god is man!

Then God created woman...

According to her nature

Her voice should be of a higher pitch than a man’s

She should grow no beard

She should have two breasts…

Any creature that shall seem to be human, but is not formed thus is not human

It is neither man nor woman

It is a blasphemy

Against the true image of God.

Friendship is a color wheel, happy, pretty, funny but can be turned around
               and it sounds of open laughter and solemn cries
           Friendship smells like fresh, home made bread right out of the oven
       and it tastes of cotton candy, light and fluffy, yet sticky
          Friendship looks like a rainbow after a heavy storm
     and friendship is an umbrella in a ominous rainstorm

The village in the picture reminds me of the very first attack Jacob and his friends fought in with the LRA (Lord Resistance Army) I can really imagine how scared they must have been and how much they didn't want to fight and kill, however to survive and eat they had to participate. The reason why I chose this image is because it really connects and shows a visualizaton on how the village that the LRA attacked looks like. This image made an impact on me on both the image and the story. 

Dear, Journal…

Im in pain.Cunfused.Scared. I don’t understand anything, where I am and why I’m here.. The scary looking soldiers whipped my back 25 times, every slash I kept counting hoping it will end soon. I was terrified! They were only on the 4th slash and yet I wanted to burst out in tears stand up and run away. However, I kept it all inside. I marked Jacobs words, I did not let myself cry or scream. I’m sitting here in a pile of hay; they are letting us rest for 5 minutes. I’m glad I have something to write my feeling on and let all my anger out. No one listens to me. They all think I’m twelve, but I’m actually ten. I keep on replaying the kidnapping, the beating, everything in my head. I can still hear Jacobs voice ringing in my ear, “Norman, what is 66 times 15” Jacob hissed. I wanted to answer, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t think! I knew the answer! I knew it! But…I had no strength to say it. I just murmured the answer to myself.

246 x 480…

I needed to focus. I needed to keep my head together.

Shoot! The soldiers are yelling. I have to go now. My head is fuzzy and I cant concentrate,but theres one thing I know, I will survive.