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At the age of 19, things have not changed at all, I still had a 11 pm curfew, I still got beat with a belt if I was late. One day, one of my best friends that I have not seen in awhile, called and asked me if I wanted to go out, I told her no, that I really was not up to going out, she said too bad, I will be there in a hour to pick you up and we are going out, so I had to quickly get ready to go out. We went to a night club that we use to go to before she moved out of state, while there I had a man approach me and ask me to dance, he seemed to be very nice and a gentleman, so I went ahead and danced with him, he seemed to like me and I liked him too, he wanted to take me home, but I was leary and scared, and made up some excuse, and gave him my phone number and told him he can call me, He called me the next day, we dated for awhile and then we started talking about marriage. |
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At the age of 20, I married this man, things were going good the first few years, he was very loving and romantic, and very protective of me, if someone did something to me he did not like he would get in there face and tell them about it, he actually treated me like a queen, and would get me anything that I wanted, or take me anyplace that I wanted to go. |
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