As the ceremony is coming up to an end, i become more nervous for what's about to come next. What will she do to me? What should i expect? Torture? Pleasure? I Wonder as i am pressed harder into mommy's laps. She slides her hand slowly up and down my right thigh in attempt to calm me down. Her action however, is useless and tenses my body even more. I don't like her touch. It disgusts me. It makes me feel as if i belonged to her. Like she is free to touch me whenever she wants and where ever she wants. She owns me! I No longer own myself.
The crowd cheers for the final time and everyone begins to get up from their seats. Everyone exept us. Mommy is pressing me tightly down onto her laps, giving me the hint that she doesn't want me to move. My eyes meet hers and my heart begins to beat faster then ever. She gives me a comforing smile and gently brushed her fingers through my hair. Don't be scared baby, mommy will take good care of you. She whispers softly into my ear. A few minutes go by and she picks me up into her arms, forcing my legs to wrap around her waist. She begins making her way down a long and Well lit corridor, Just on the right of the main room. The walls of the corridor are Brown but not Just regular Brown. They were painted to replicate Wood. There are millions and millions of doors here. Each painted in a colour of the rainbow. Clearly signifying the guardians selected colour. Mommy is going to show you our room baby! I hope you like it. She says as she makes a sharp turn to the left. We continue heading down the corridor untill we reach a pink door with a number 1056 on it.
Mommy opens the door by sliding a special golden card down the Reader. There is a small beeping sound before the door is open. Once we are inside, she gently lets me down from her arms and quickly closes the door behind us. Well, take a Look around! I tried to customise it to your liking. She speaks full of excitement. I try to process everything that is in the room but i am simply overwhelmed. The walls are completely covered in pink paint and the floor is replaced by a pink, fluffy carpet. There is a King sized bed right in the Centre of the room covered with a pink duvet, pink pillows and stuffed animals. It looks so comfortable i could take a nap in it any moment now. On the right, there is a makeup table lit with the brightest lights i have ever seen and the most outstanding collection of beauty products. If this wasn't a hostage situation i would be quite impressed. There is a bookshelf right beside with every genre you could possible think of. Horror, romans, action, fantasy.
The left side of the room contains a medium sized wooden desks full of school books, hardbacks and other school necessities like pens and colours. It's quite apparent which side of the room is mine. The room has two extra doors. One on the left and one on the right. They sure tried to make the place fancy. The door on the left leads to a luxurious bathroom. The walls are covered in sparkly pink tiles and a shiny reflective floor. There is a classy shower. A huge bathtub that could fit four People. A regular toilet and a sink with a giant mirror Just above. It looked like any ordinary bathroom except that it was plastered with the colour pink. Pink began to swallow you whole in this room. There was no escape from it.
The right door however, leads to a personalised walk in closet that is bigger in size then every room in my house put together. Obviously in the colour pink. It's perfectly split into two sections. One for mommy and one for me. I take a walk around and begin to admire the amazing clothing inside. However, i am yet again overwhelmed by the colour that dominates the room. The closet is full of all kinds of clothes, shoes and accesories. You could spend hours counting everything inside. Mommy's side of the closet caught my attention instantly. It was so feminine, glamorous, and stylish. It looked like the closet of every famous celebrity in the world. My half was boring. Maybe even un appealing. It was endless amounts of baby clothes, bibs, pacifiers, diapers and so much more. I've seen enough. I think as i walk out and give mommy an un-enthusiastic stare.
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Underground School For Girls
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