Die Trying
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  • Parts 46
  • Time 3h 8m
Complete, First published Jun 05, 2017
From the time you are born to the time you die if you are a girl, you are owned by your father. Only you can't call him that you must call him Master, Sir, or what I call my father, Mr. Caeph.  Once you are five, you must learn how to clean, cook, and obey.  At ten you are put to work. At age thirteen you are taught a talent like to sing, dance, draw something that makes you different.  At sixteen you are put on stage to show your talent to a group of bidders and your Master sells you to the highest one. The bidder will have a son that helped him pick you and you will be forced to spend time with him.  Then once you are twenty, the son owns you and nine times out of ten he will marry you.


Hi, guys, I hope you like my book, I am hoping when I finish it that I can get it published and make a hard copy of it, like an actual book.
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