Hey whoever is reading this! This is a thought I have been thinkin about for a while. I hope you will R&R! I'm thinking this is going to be anywhere between 20-30 chapters long, give or take. But we will just have to see! (: Okay, enjoy and lemme know what you think! I am open to any comments/suggestions! This is just the prologue, I will get Chapter One out sometime this week.


"Dawn! Get up here and finish this bathroom! It's disgusting!" he yelled at me. I hurriedly jumped off the floor where I slept and ran up the stairs. I didn't realize it was already 8:00 in the evening. I had been at the Dingo from 6 that morning and barely got back to the house an hour ago just to listen to him scream at me, and listen to him boss me around and treat me like a slave. Just like always. I guess that's what I get for being me, right? Yea. Story of my life. I got up to the bathroom and he grabbed the bottom of my neck and threw me into the bathroom as if I were a dirty dish cloth. I fell on my hands and knees just as he slammed the door. I heard a little click, and I knew he had locked it. I slid across the floor and sat with my back against the door and my knees to my chest. I placed my head to rest on top of my knees and I felt a little teardrop fall off my cheek. But I wiped it off quickly, knowing if he caught me crying he would have all the power against me. He would make me feel weak and used, just like he always did when I disobeyed him. I decided to suck it up and finish my chores. Wash the sink, clean the tub, scrub the floors. I'm a goddamn Cinderella or something.