I'm wanted for theft, but you're the one who stole my heart
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Ongoing, First published Feb 28, 2015
All she could hear was the yelling of the men bidding for her body. Even though she couldn't see anything, she knew there was more than ten men there yelling prices out to buy her as their personal slave. This wasn't the first time she was stuck in this situation. This was just the only time she wasn't going to bought. Why? Because she wasn't ready to live another ten years trying to buy back her freedom. So she did what she wanted to do the most in her life. She snaps the rope binding her wrists together easily and stands up, removing the sack from her head. The crowd falls silent as the old potato sack falls to the floor of the stage she was standing on. "You may think that you're all going home tonight, one with me," she says as she takes a few steps to the auctioneer," but I'm not leaving without my freedom..."All Rights Reserved
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