Chosen When I Was 13

I was 13, my friend 14 had gone to the community pool and were walking back to her house. A car approached us and she pulled my suit down exposing my butt cheeks and my bush. She laughed, the car stopped and stared, I froze trying to cover myself. As the car got closer the window lowered and a friend of my older sister asked me why I was flashing cars. He came to our house later and told my mom.

I was 13, but he saw me as his. He escorted me, took me to school, to the mall, everywhere. At one point I pulled my pants down and told him I wanted him to get it over with. He made me wait until I was 17. I got married right after I finished high school. I just wanted it to be over. He took me and I went to live with him.

Being his wife is easy, I've practically been married for ten years. I feel that I have never been free. I don't remember being free, I don't know what that's like. Now that I've finished college I know what's next. It feels like I'm in a never ending story where everything is already written.