It's A Man's World

It's A Man's World

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My name is 3207. That's right, I'm just a number. I live in a small island in the middle of the ocean called Himel. Women of age 18 are assigned to a CS. A CS is a house in which five men live and you must do everything you are told to. If you don't lose your virginity in a year of living in a CS then you are thrown to the peasants and prisoners of the island. If you do, then you are sold in auction. Word recently got out that famous band, One Direction is going to hide away on this island for awhile because of the horrific threat from Mr. X. Now these five guys who treat women like queens are stuck on an island that treat women like shit. This can never end well.
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  • kidnapped at age 5

I saw her and thought she beautiful and thought I could trick her into trusting me. I can get on her good side and then kill her. I walked over to her. She was so beautiful and vulnerable, she trusted me. -a week later- She trusted me enough now to invite me into her house. She told me she was going to go change in her room so I made my way over to the kitchen. She came down asking if I was hungry. "Yes I am, but not for food" " What do you mean?" I lifted the knife over my head and said " I mean I hungry for justice." and I stabbed her. It went through her chest and her heart. She was dead. After I cleaned her up I cleaned up the house with bleach. There was no traces left of the murder. Except her, or so I thought.

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