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This isn't how it was meant to be
Ok so I am Katie, Katie Ford, I am 20 and enjoy the normal 20 year old things. I am here to tell you my story. Just a year and a half ago I met the man of my dreams. He is tall, a bit over 6 foot, with long hair and sharp look in his eye. Spoilt as he is, he never questioned sharing everything he has with a girl like myself, young, and stuck in one place in life. He lived not far from me, just a 20 minute drive across a local town and a couple of fields, we live in the country you see. His house a beautiful place, the kind you often dreamt of as a young girl, it had a sort of dolls house look about it. A hugh entrance hall, with large mirrors, and glass doors. A swimming pool just off to the side, with table tennis and pool to play. I loved visiting his home, mine was merely a small terraced house, in the centre of the town, built almost straight onto a main road. I had the box room there, not even enough room to store all my posessions. Oh how I used to long for a house like he had.
