Excerpt

This is, and isn't reality. But for some reason I don't care.

I am seventeen years old in my last year of highschool. In all this time I've realized something that others don't. I am a Princess. Other people needn't believe me. I am not so insecure that I need them to. As long as I know it. All of us have been sent to the same school. There we've been subjected to so many cruel and unusual experiments, its a wonder any of us are still capable of coherent though. But school, is not a place we come, learn and leave. Many of us feel like we live there. Wandering up and down the halls as one would their own house. For this reason I shall name my school a palace, no the palace.

This is my reality.

From Princess among Paupers by Marie