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"Tomorrow at the Choosing Ceremony, I will decide on a faction; I will decide the rest of my life; I will decide to stay with my family or abandon them."

In a futuristic Chicago, society has been divided up into five different factions; Abnegation (the selfless), Dauntless (the brave), Erudite (the intelligent), Amity (the peaceful) and Candor (the honest).











“You nearly died today,” he says. “I almost shot you. Why didn’t you shoot me, Tris?” “I couldn’t do that,” I say. “It would have been like shooting myself.”