Ainsley Peters

Intro Staring out into the distance with my bright emerald eyes, fidgeting with nerves, I, Ainsley Peters, an dreading where my so called life is heading in just four short hours. In four hours, I lose what little freedom i have remaining. I know it's not much with dad always so controlling and cold, amd mom not allowing me to go out and see the world. "It's for your own good", they say, "you must remain pure for your future husband." My spirit wants to rebel and sabotage what is coming. I'm not cut out to be a simple housewife and mother, answering to every whim of my husband just like my mom does to my dad. I lnow she means well, teaching me from the boundaries of our religious sect but I want more. I want to help people, i want college, a career where i can help others. I want to choose my life and pick my own husband. I am staring out the window and see my groom approach the house and my stomach fills with nerves.