The tale of a girl suppressed by society for ages and has no say in the matters of her life.
Read on to learn about how she breaks away from the handcuffs of traditional confinement.
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That's a picture of me. It was taken on a Saturday afternoon because my family told me they were going to be giving it to someone special.
They didn't tell me much but they seemed adamant and said it was for the best and it was in my best interest to just go along with the plan because I didn't have much of a choice as usual.
I was the kind of person that loved being by myself and would essentially love to live my own life one day, away from the ropes that bound me to this place I'm told is home.
After the picture was taken, I had some ice cream with my cousins and we went home later.
It was a rather unusual atmosphere when we got home.
Instead of just casually doing some work, everyone was busy making calls and arrangements and when I asked what it was all about, they said I'd know in a few minutes.
Rather excited and anxious at the same time, I tried to forget what they were doing by immersing myself in reading some books.
