The days seem so long, and the years went so slow.

I would have givin anything to make my life go faster. Before school, I would get dress and race to eat my breakfast and be out the door. But I would get caught before I could make it out. He would always be waiting, to fix my clothes or brush my hair. "Little girls must look like little girls," he had a point..but I just wanted out. My hair could be on fire, but smelling that fresh air outside of those doors was priceless. I would get my hair slowly brushed, from root to tip. Every button had to be buttoned, and my skirt had to be just right. I was told my face was soft and smooth like silk, and my legs were long like a flowing water fall. He was very strick but could not restrick himself. Oh, how I dream to forget..I wondered If something was wrong with me..was no one else going through what I was going through. He had a way of trying to reassure me that it was a way of life. There were no bribs but just his famous line, "Always remeber, you are unique..just like everyone else". 

Thanks Dad!