Today is the day that i get chosen,
the day i lose my freedom
the day that i become an object
im disgusted by what has happend to the world
men are cruel sick twisted people
when women turn 18 they are bidded on like a fancy car
most girls are treated like trash by their owners
or as they like to be called "masters"
my mom's "master" is my dad
but the thing was that she wasnt a slave my father only bought her that none of the other men could have her
he disagrees with all of this as much as me...
right now im getting dressed in my finest clothes and most expensive jewlery
my mother is straightening my waist length auburn hair and my nails have a fresh coat of royal blue polish
i dont know why my parents want me to put so much effort into the way i look today, i mean im going to get bought no matter how i look...my mom even suggested i wear makeup
but i refused
if anything i want to look my absolute worst but my parents wont allow it
its tradition for the girls getting sold to wear a gown
today im wearing my mothers
old dress
its a form fitting black cap sleeved gown that shows off my hourglass figure and contrasts with my fair skin
The dress drags the floor even while im wearing my black stilettos, I've always been very short I stand at about 5ft maybe shorter
i got teased about it a lot at school.. school is another thing, i wont be able to attend college like i had dreamed of
once im chosen i go wherever my master tells me to go and it definatly wont be school.
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Chosen//E.P
Fanfictionits the year 2045 and for 18 year old Izabella thats means this is the year she is chosen by a man to become his property... a slave she must follow his orders down to the T will she be able to handle her new life?
