They we're throwing them out, the family, the mother and her two children. Why? Why did they throw the family out? They had never hurt anyone and their children where strange looking, but pretty. "Mommy, what did that family ever do? I don't remember them doing nuthin wrong. " I asked as I tugged on my mother's dress. It was me, my father, and my pregnant mother, standing at the boarder. We were standing at the boarder of Draca and Celestrias. " Because honey, they had a forbidden love, love between the clan is not allowed, and neither are the children born of that love. " sounded my mother in a gentle tone. On the other side of the boarder stood the royal's of Celestrias in the front of their people and we in front of ours. "But mommy, de kids we're pretty. " I whined with a frown, my mom always mentioned true love to me as I grew up and I had grown to wish and admire that kind of perfect love, silly right? The love I saw the couple share was that very love that I admired, and I remember my young heart wanting to cry for them. The only non-royal in the front was the celestrian Man who was crying as his Dracan wife and children walked a walk of shame to the outside. My young 8 year old heart didn't understand the taboo of falling in love with a member of another clan. That day... I remember a new feeling born inside of me, a feeling that wanted to reject the taboo and tell the family that they deserved to be together and happy. At that time I looked up to my mother with a pouting frown and rushed out to stand in front of my parents with my arms wide. " NO! I want them to be together! " I shouted, I remember receiving a shocked expression from my parents and some of the nearby members of my clan. "DON'T YOU DARE TALK LIKE THAT! " scowled my mother before she roughly grabbed my hand and pulled me back to her side rather harshly. That was the first time I had ever went against my mother's words and ruling, the first time I had ever received such a disappointed look from her. I didn't know what this strange feeling was that was born in the moment and planted inside me, but it invoked a need to go against the things I disagree with instead of standing by silently and invoked a hatred in me, for royalty and the higher up positions They were so selfish. THEY could keep their children of taboo love and yet...yet there people had to be torn apart? After that day my mother and father became more and more disappointed in my rebellious behavior and seemed to constantly complain of my behavior. They spent less time with me and spent the majority of their time with my newly born sister who had been born a week after the banishment of the mother and her children. I became more distant with my family after that and proceeded to escape to the boarder which had left a lasting impression on me after that day. Here was where the couple had met up and professed their unconditional love for one another, the place that held the greatest full measure of independence and love. I had begun to admire this place because of that couple and yea it was stupid to be so fond of such a cheesy and cliche type of love, but it was the only idea that seemed to calm the wildfire in my heart. Eventually though the idea of such a love faded from my heart only to be replaced by the growing rebellious nature of a teen, however the boarder remained my place of serenity from my annoying family. Now I sit here starring at the starry night sky as I sit on the rock on which I always sat, with a Celestrian Official standing at my side as I was reminded of that long since forgotten admiration for that kind of love. As a teen I didn't care for love, in fact I thought it was dumb and pointless at the time and had grown into adulthood with that mindset.... That is... Until I felt the cliche feeling myself. I hated it, I hated feeling attached to someone, feeling the desire to be with them, hold them, kissed them, tell them you loved them. The whole thing was disgusting and I didn't like it and I tried to deny the feelings I had especially since I felt this feeling towards an official. I tried to banish the feeling from my heart but it only grew more, until my heart kicked up a hurricane in my chest when he was around. Now I sit in acceptance of the feelings I had failed to distinguish with the very man I care so much about,  and Now I know why my young heart was so against separating them,  maybe my heart knew that it would one day feel the same kind of love of a member of another clan. Now I can only hope that he may never see my rebellious love for him, as my parents drown my heart in their will and control.

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