Finally I dispersed to my room speechless and in horror. My brother tried to help but it only backfired. A reasonable request for me, executed without any consideration. Didn't ask to go out on saturday, or to the park or even prom because I knew I was forbidden to go but this, this was different and my only pint of hope. Gone. All my Endeavor, gone. I finally gave up. Containing my strife at night was probably the only freedom that I was given. This is part of my story as a daughter that is loved and protected but as Edwine, neglected and immune to this dilemma. No One knew My shackled heart and soul, that is left abandoned. This war, and this non ending battle of anxious wonders of when my duration of horror will end. When will I find my serenity again. Never thought this weapon would be aimed at me.
At last, I remain a year till my final destination of independence initiates, then delicate fragment discovered by my english teacher. This part of me that was buried discreetly and was never known to be Edwine.
It wasn't her youth that made her