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Written By: Mallorie Cheves
December 15, 2014
I drifted up the small wooden ladder leading into my cramped attic; holding the crimson stained wedding dress and the glistening diamond ring of my former beloved in one clenched fist. I hung up the elegant cream colored gown along with the others and tied the ring on a vacant black string dangling from the roof. The petite brunette in the corner was pleading for her life as I untied the black hankerchief from her mouth.
"Please, let me go, I won't tell anyone about the others I swear, I won't mention the rings or wedding dresses or the locks of hair, but please I'm begging you, let me go I have a family to take care of!"
But my beloved, I haven't even picked out what wedding dress I wanted you to wear; perhaps Lillian's or Brenda's will do, but once we're married, we can have our own family and our own life, because you are mine.