Danielle Ricciardi

Hidden History

On my twelfth birthday, everything was turned upside down. Up until then, I had lived the quiet, boring life of a peasant girl in the Kingdom of Dutton. I loved our beautiful countryside of sprawling, lush greens and an array of colorful wildflowers. Growing up on my grandparent’s farm, I’d always spent hours playing outside and running around in the vast greenery. My mother was always busy attending to the crops, while my grandfather took care of the cattle. My father was a blacksmith and would leave early in the mornings to his shop, returning just before dinner.