From Slave to Pauper

Ever since I was in first grade, I was teased and harassed for being "different" from the majority population. I had different beliefs and standards that I lived by. I acted differently and refused to assimilate to what was considered "normal". For this, I was a considered inferior to my peers. This constant humiliation and degradation lasted until I was out of middle school. When I transitioned to high school, I was finally deliberated from a mental oppression and I was able to have a fresh start. I was still different though. I still was trying to cope with the years of terror, so I didn't fit in right away. I was still an outcast. Since high school life wasn't as severe as elementary and middle school, you could say my transition was from a slave to a pauper. I entered the empire as a free, but inferior person. The emperor and empress had already appointed the king and queen. Because I was a figurative pauper, I didn't fit in with the nobility class students. Despite this, the emperor had favored me. Disheartened, I left the empire for a year to attain some figurative wealth in order to heighten my social status. I returned the following year as a merchant class citizen. Though my status changed, I still wanted more...