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Oh great, more bad news I thought as I woke up.
I was in my room.
"I have to talk to you."my mom said
"Yeah?" I questioned,
"I'm selling you."
"what?!"
"I'm selling you."my mom replied.
"Look, we need the money and you're the most attractive one of our kids, ummmm" she said trying to remember my name,
"Chloe."I said,
"Oh I knew that,"she blushed,
"So, what do you mean selling me attractive what?!?!"
"I'm selling you into marriage."
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