In Valentine,women are superior than men let's say boys.At that time, I won't say I was a slave to my mom because after all she treated me as his son and told me she'd one day let me leave Valentine.
In my neighborhood,I was the only boy child there.They perceived everything that went bad there was as a result of my doings.
Well maybe half of them were kinda my doings.
But they were all false accusations.
There was a school where they taught young girls only to become bold,self reliant and other roles for men
That might be really fun.
But for the few young boys in the town we were trained in the back yard of Mrs.Bradford .She was the leader of the feminist in the city.
Don't worry she wasn't harsh than mom.She was extremely harsh than mom.
There was a ware house in his back yard where he kept us in if we'd refuse to perform our task.
It was called the dark room.
I remember when I was sent there when I was 8.The warehouse was very dark,I wasn't given food and the worst of all,there were holes on the roof and it rained cats and dogs that night.I was really drenched to the skin. I came out the next day with cold. After that, I performed every tasked assigned by Mrs Bradford without any further questions. We were twenty one boys at that time. Alex, was my closed friend who never disappointed me until one day, he committed suicide in his room.
He really didn't like how he was treated at all. He usually talked about him fleeing from the city. I get everything but he shouldn't have killed himself in that sorrowful way.
I haven't been myself ever since he died. Her mother blamed me for his death.But why would you suspect me as the murderer. He didn't like the fact that his rights were being oppressed.
They are a lot of mystery in Valentine.
And I will make sure I get to the bottom of it.
After several years of staying, there I became sixteen years.
There was this girl in my neighborhood I saw very pretty.
I really liked her a lot so I made up my mind that I would tell her my feelings.
Forgetting the second most important rule of Valentine,I spoke to her with empty head.She slapped me at that moment and said to me that she'd make me get into trouble.She reported directly to Mrs Bradford and my mom was sent to her immediately.
My mom came home very late and never opened her mouth to speak to me.She just slapped me with tears dripping from her eyes and went in my room. She brought out a luggage and made a phonecall with someone and for all that I remember I was in a car with two men in the front seat.