I sat there for about 10 minutes, my mouth just parted, staring at the screen like I was in a daze. Lilah Lane, Angeles, 3. I had got in. I was a part of the selection. My father had been shouting at me, but I couldn't hear him. I was going to be free. I could do what I wanted. "Listen to me!" My father shouted as I finally snapped out of it. "I am going to ALLOW you to take part in this selection. But when you get back HELL is waiting for you. He stalked off upstairs and I sat there for a few more minutes before I went upstairs to pack. I put in my favourite day dress and heels for when I get kicked out. I put in a few pictures of me, mum and dad, taken before she died, before my father turned into a monster. My books and textbooks went in filling up most of the case, as well as a blanket I'd had since I was little.
The next week the house was filled with officials, prepping me for the selection. I was told what to do by at least a dozen people, I was measured for my dresses and I went over the security measures and official rules. There was an awkward chat about virginity and taking certain pills but it went fine. They left soon after and I went to sleep, ready to wake up and become a new person.