I knew that things had begin to seem to take more effort to accomplish then usually but I guess I just didn’t see or want to see the changes that were happing. My mussels were gone and I could tell I was a lot weaker and had lost a lot of weight. I should have seen it sooner but now that it had slapped me in the face I started seeing the other changes in my body. I now and still do stand at four feet eleven inches. I lost all the strength in my body and passed out in the floor, when I finished marking I realized that I was no longer five feet ten. I stood with my back against the wall and marked, then using a ruler witch was in the class room I measured myself. Well things dragged on from there, about a week after I realized I was shorter I decided to measure myself. “I really can’t tell from here, so I guess not”. “What do want” patty asked in her usual annoyed tone. I used my fingers to pull my now shoulder length hair behind my ear and then I pushed a button. I was pretty shocked when I realized that every thing was bigger then it was when I first arrived, I walked over to the intercom and stopped in front of it. Things around me seemed normal but there was something strange about them, it took me about two days to work it out. I was still puzzled by the sixth month of being there, but then one day I started noticing things. I was to be taught the art of caring for a house, I learned to cook, clean, set tables and wash and iron clothes. It turns out that it was a home economics class. My ass was still tender from the last time so I put on the frilly thing, “Hey pain is a great motivator”.
I was told to look in this broom closet thing and grab an apron, I opened the door and it was full of cleaning supplies.īut the only apron I saw was this pink one with all types of frilly lace and trim on it. I was told to go to the kitchen, I walked over and stood in the middle of it. There was a large kitchen and what looked to be a small laundry room, there was a large table and dining area and a living room type place. I wondered what else they had in store for me as I walked in and was surprised by what I saw. “Go in” miss patty, (the name I gave the mystery woman behind the intercom) “told me“. Witch is funny because before this the school I attended was nothing but a place to take a nap on my desk until time to go home.Īfter the lesions I heard a beep and a sliding sound, I turned to see a door that had opened.
I was going to the shower after my workout’s and dance session when I was told to hurry, after that I was run through my school session rather quickly, witch I was actually doing quite well in. My ass was sore form my sixth ass whipping witch happened after I refused to start the ballet training they were starting me on. Then four months after I was taken I came in the class room. It started off slowly with the yoga, then they started teaching me the piano, violin and cello. I started noticing some weird things about four months there, I had finally given up on my parents paying a ransom so now I was just waiting.Ībout a month after I was kidnapped my mirror in my room was taken away, then I started noticing how strange the study sessions were becoming. After my first two days things sort of became a routine, I would eat breakfast workout take a shower and then do school work.