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I'd come out of high school hoping to make a life for myself. To build a future. A strong woman I'd be proud of. Someone's role model to brighten up the darkness which lurks around every corner. I had dreams for myself.

I had goals which I was going to accomplish and show my parents that their wealth will never make me who I am.

But - being their little girl meant following their rules. Being their daughter meant I was owned. Was I a human or a caged animal that they'd poke with sticks and mock?

I would have never guessed that my life would spiral into a mad frenzy. A fit of panic, like when the black plague first struck. Anger, rage , hatred. Emotions I once thought I could never carry around. Yet here I was - at the age of 19 , married and once again , owned. Collars, chains, ropes , shackles. You name it.

I'm too young for the world to break me.

I'm too young to be married to a man whom I don't know. Marriage was supposed to be done out of love, not business. I'm no one's toy. I have feelings, alittle too much but I'm human. I can't run from this man. My husband. Not after our vows - not after -




Till death do us part.





















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