Mary is sent to an all-girls boarding school where girs are teached to be angels. It's the best school in the whole country.
But behind the closed gates and doors hide the dark reality.
-Yes! Do you understand what kind of opportunity this is. It's the best school a girl could go to in this country.
-Mother, do you understand that I have friends, I have a life here. I don't want to go that school just because it makes angels!
-Do you want to be successful? Do you want a life like me or a life like your sister chose.
-Well probably like Emily. Mum this is 21st century, women don't sit at home any more. That school was made in 19th century and it still has the same ways of teaching.
-Well you can choose that life your sister chose, but what will going to this school do bad for you?
-I will probably loose my friends. They will forget me, make new friends.
-Well you always can make new friends. Oh and Elizabeth is also going to the school so you won't be lonely.
-Okay, let's make a deal. I will go to there for one year and if I like it there I will stay.
-Ah. Finally you agreed to me! Let's start packing!
-Why? It's only the middle of August.
-Well you have to come early to the school, to get to know all of the things. - my mother said and walked out of my bedroom.
Well this is interesting. Guess I have to pack my bags and go to the school of "angels".
-Gosh! My mother is so old fashioned sometimes.- I say to myself while packing my clothes. -Like, just because we are rich women doesn't mean that we have to stay home, cook meals and care for kids. Well I guess I'll just have to live and see what happens.
-Honey, It's time to go. Hurry up!
-I'm coming!
I lift both of my heavy suitcases filled with clothes and other necessary things and go down.
-Oh, dear god! What are you doing honey. You don't need to carry those heavy suitcases. You have to ask Joseph, that is his job.
-Mother I can do these things myself. I don't need anybody to help me with some weight.
We get into the car and our driver Oliver takes us to the school.
I will miss you London, hopefully time passes fast in the middle of nowhere.
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