Hello, my name is Marlee I am a four and this is my story.
It was a cool brisk morning, I yawned and arose my head to become aware with my surroundings however they were not what I expected them to be. I was enclosed by a brick wall with the tiniest window with bars across it and of course, the door of iron bars. Everything was a blur why was I here, I was meant to be in my palace room getting ready for the day in my beautiful gown ready to see Maxon and of course the other girls. I was dreaming about Maxon except only it wasn't Maxon it was a different figure one that seemed a bit more appealing to me, I suddenly got struck into reality when I realised that figure was Carter (officer Woodwork) and that is the reason I am here in the palace gaol. It all happened last night after the Halloween ball I had gone outside with Carter to dance except we spent to long outside and when the guards found us we were kind of, kissing. I know know what I did wrong but at the moment it seemed so right but yes I Marlee Thames, have broken a selection rule and shall pay for it with potentially my life.
I was dizzy I had drifted back to sleep after my short wake up earlier this morning, I was in desperate need to see someone anyone but most importantly, carter I needed to see carter. I felt sick to my stomach that he would have to pay the cost too, I hadn't meant for this to happen but, it did. It would only be a few more hours before I would have to face the world, I would be seen as a disgrace by everybody how was I meant to live with this burden on my shoulder, well the good news is that I might not have to live with it, but I will definitely die with it.
It was about 9:00 am in the morning when I was taken out of my cell to see carter we were put in a dark crammed cell that was only used on certain occasions so I could see we didn't have much hope. Carter just wanted to hold me for our last few hours together before we meet our well deserved fate. It was the most dull, nerve-wracking 3 hours of my life with Carter next to me all we had was each other and the anti cipation of our sentencing. Slowly the time crept up on us and we were met by a tall large figure, he walked into our cell and he led Carter up so hard that he screeched in pain. A few moments later the same figure returned I couldn't make out a face on home but that didn't matter all that I was focused on is what lies ahead of me.
We were taken outside beside a platform that looked out among thousands of people. This would be the highlight of the selection just a girl in rags and a boy in a torn shirt and pants waiting to be tortured. My legs began to tremble as the moment drew closer, which made climbing up the very few steps a little harder, with every step my legs felt like they were going to give way. I was reaching for the top step when I saw all the other members of the elite all dressed in black I couldn't help but feel guilt.
As the moments passed by with a blur, I was shoved to the ground and it felt like I had a massive sign with the big bold black letters over my head saying SHAME. With the cold, heavy metal chains wrapped around my wrists cold shivers were sent up my spine almost as if icicles were being placed all over my body. My whole body was trembling and I couldn't help but spill a tear with the fear that lies ahead. As I presented my hands I could only imagine the pain that I was about to bear getting caned 15 times was definitely not on my list of things to do.
As the cane was hovering above my hands my body filled up with fear as if I was a bottle, all the fear one person would feel in a lifetime was currently stored inside of me for what was about to happen. I was thinking to hard and I missed the call for the first came and it hit me by surprise, as the seiring travelled through my hands I thought this is my end.