Everyone has a story to tell but there is no one there to write it all down. Sometimes though the story someone tells us is a lie or a rumor. How can we tell the difference between a lie and a truth? That's where I come in. My job is to discern what is a lie and what is a truth. My name is Olive and I am going to explain how things work in Fn-Z.
Everyone here is determined their social class by how they are born. If they born through a birth pod, they are in the elite class. If they are born through a surrogate mother, then they are in the middle class. Last but not least, whoever is born through a natural or surgery birth, they are in the low class. I was born through the natural birth so I am considered to be the scum of Fn-Z city. But a small portion of the population are born with special abilities that allow them to move up the social ladder. It is even rare for someone like me to have special abilities. People usually have one but I have five which is why the government took me away from my mother. That is where our story begins.
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It was dark and rainy evening. I was only seven at the time; and earlier that day in school I was getting so frustrated at my