The Gilded Crown

The Gilded Crown

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Fantasy
"They told me I was a god, so I believed them. They told me I was a monster, so that is what I became." They told me I was a god, and born of greed and fed of lies as I was, I believed them. I drank in the praise, living only on fabrication. I would smile and shake my head as they would kiss my hand and bow. They said I was a monster and as starved of validation and in need of confirmation as I was; that is what I became. I would smile and shake my head as the poison made its way through their bloodstream, death in a matter of seconds. They said I was beneath them, and so I took to convince them that I was above. And as the throne I once thought I would rule upon crumbled, I came to realize they never cared. Born into a family of secrets, empty words, and forgotten goodbyes. A family of blank stares, wordless dinners, classical music, and notes echoed down empty hallways, playing for no one in particular. Unsaid words and choked cries for in a house of ghosts, the breath of a whisper is as good as a scream. Nobody deserves a happy ending.. TW: Physical abuse, emotional abuse, unhealthy relationships, and mention of blood and gore.
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I live in a world where I am nameless. I live in a world where I do not matter except or unless I am owned by someone. I do not have rights, freedoms, joys, wishes, or aspirations. I am property. I was born and raised to belong to someone that will one day take me away like the fairy tale stories that I listened to everyday in the house I live in. I prayed every night that a handsome prince would come and take me to live in his castle just like in the books. I prayed that I would be a princess and have a kingdom just like in the books. But I was never told that the books were all lies. I was never told the true reason why I was a well sought after commodity. I was never told that I am not the only one like me. When I found out it was too late to save myself. To think and in less than 4 days I will be taken away from my current home and be in a home of my own. I sat on the simple wooden bed hoping that my owner was nice and kind. I hated to think about some of the stories that I heard about the other girls like me. I hated thinking about being exterminated because I made my owner unhappy. I thought to myself that I would try real hard to keep him happy. I remember the covenant of rules that would keep me and my owner happy. I would need to follow five rules. 1. Always obey my owner. 2. Always be available to my owner. 3. Never talk back. 4. Always agree with my owner. 5. I am not human so I cannot do human things. I wondered how pretty human women were. I was so nervous about my departure I nearly refused to leave my room. I could leave if there wasn’t anything wrong with me physically. I remember the den mother telling me not to do anything that would cause a refund or else I would be exterminated upon refund. My new owner had thirty days to return me. If he returned me and no one else was interested I would be exterminated. I would be killed because it would be thought that I was defective and no one would want a defective product.

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