Sunday, September 20, 2009
I climbed out my bedroomwindow and made our driver drive me to a club. He promised too keep quiet about it when I gave him a smile and promised some extra cash. I met a tall, dark man on the club, we kept on dancing for hours and drank lots of champagne. He held my hand and I told him my story, how I hate this place and that my aunt won`t let me out. He asked me to keep quiet and kissed me instead of answearing my story.